I realize it’s been forever since I actually honest-to-god got on this blog. First it was because of depression, and then anxiety, and then lack of muse, and then guilt for all of that, and just recently I’ve moved, and blah blah. Basically, I have lots of excuses. That doesn’t matter.
I’m retiring this blog. I still love Klaine, I still watch Glee, I still write. But as I’m growing up a bit I’m realizing that the time I spent devoted to blogging here has passed, and continuing to beat myself up over naturally progressing away from something isn’t going to help anyone. So I’m letting it go.
I’m not going to delete, because I have so much material and so many memories here, and I’d like to keep them up for people to see or look back on. My blog will remain here, hopefully forever. I hope you know and remember me from time to time. I loved writing your prompts and talking to your lovely faces. I still support the LGBTQA+ community as both a member and an ally, I wholeheartedly give my every effort and sympathy to the POC community in any way I can, and, to settle your minds, if I’m still on them: yes, I still love Billy Joel.
I want you guys to know how much you’ve meant to me and how much you’ve helped, but there are no words for that, and I’ve rewritten this dozens of times. Let’s leave it at this: this community and these groups of people have offered me an escape whenever I needed it and have gotten me through a lot I never would have gotten through without them. It’s cheesy, but it’s true.
I have another blog I’ll still be on, if you ever care to find me, but I won’t name it here. You can follow me on youtube, wattpad, and soundcloud for my own original work, twitter for the hell of it, etc. And, if one day I manage to be an author on Broadway star, all you’ll have to do is give me this url when/if you meet me, and I promise that I’ll hug you FOREVER. And if I don’t, you guys made me feel like it was a possibility, and I want to thank you all.
I love you guys. So much.
dylan o’brien is sad
dylan o’brien isn’t honest
dylan o’brien wants to succeed
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dylan oh my-in’
dylan o’brien becomes a cook at mcdonalds
dylan o’brien is murdered
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dylan o’brien takes a plane ride
dylan o’brien is being pushy
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dylan o’brien is tired of this post
favorite movies: High School Musical 3 (2008)“East High is a place where teachers encouraged us to break the status quo and define ourselves as we choose. Where a jock can cook up a mean crème brulee, and a brainiac can break it down on the dance floor. It’s a place where one person, if it’s the right person, changes us all. East High is having friends we’ll keep for the rest of our lives, and that means we really are ‘all in this together’.”
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do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general
BUT YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING.It’s in words
Wait a minute…
I have been laughing at this for hours now…
So, true story. The woman in this photo is Kendra Kaplan. Her husband was in Iraq for twelve months but the military has this thing called leave. Some of us may recognize the concept from old episodes of Star Trek. In this photo she is five months pregnant after conceiving her second child during her husband’s leave. That envelope in her hand is the ultrasound results. She waited for him to come home to find out if it was a girl or a boy.
There’s been several articles about it.The photo resulted in this woman receiving so much hate mail, from both internet cut-ups and the actual media, that she even took a paternity test and provided proof of her husband’s leave schedule. Her real life friends have stopped talking to her over these rumors.
Oh, and by the way, that baby bump is a two year old by now. People are still shitting on this woman over a nasty internet meme two years later.
So in short, you’re mocking a faithful wife for something that isn’t any of our damn business anyway and has long since been disproven.
Good job Internet.
Thank you for this!
Finally a rebloggable version of this idiotic post.
theres a giant burning orb in the sky and it can burn your flesh, it can give you diseases, it can kill you, looking directly at it causes physical pain, and we all think this is okay. we like this orb. we like to go outside and lie around on our backs when this orb is in the sky. children draw cute pictures of this levitating death orb with a smiley face on it. what is wrong with us
What if Charlie Weasley is asexual? Like what if when his brothers were going through puberty and getting crushes on girls and just obsessing over them, Charlie was just like, “Guys. DRAGONS.”
Marvel + watching a loved one die and viciously coming back (insp)
area 51 is just the american wizarding school
aliens is a perfect cover story