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Lover Life partner Better half Romantic Interest Beloved

is there a gender neutral thing for like, boyfriend/girlfriend that sounds nicer than significant other

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black panthers always look like they’re 3000% done with everything

wow

roar motherfucker

am i supposed to care about your problems

i give up

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THE PROBLEMS WITH FANFICTION

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Puberty: American Dad style

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Introduction

Vincent Rosewood was raised by his father, Nykon, in a small apartment that overlooked the forest. Many people whispered of strange occurances that involved the dark and mysterious forest known as Midnah's Wrath. Knights were even told to have been forever lost within the forest.

He turned on a lamp in the dark room, opening up an empty book. There was only the occassional written word within it. It was Vincent's journel. He recorded what he saw in the forest everyday as soon as he came home after walking in it a few feet.

There had always been something strange about the eerie forest to him. He'd always been tempted to go explore it, and something about it just called him. His father, however, reprimanded Vincent each time that his son went into the dangerous place. That didn't really stop Vincent though, especially not when he found a red-haired girl's head lying in the fallen leaves one, fateful early morning.

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omg ask these please they're so cute.

Blue: What song do you listen to when you're feeling down?

Cup: Do you drink Tea or Coffee?

English: How many languages can you speak?

Fear: Tell us three fears.

Game: What was the last board game you played?

Harry Potter: What was the last book you read?

Injury: Have you ever walked into a glass door?

Jump: Do five jumping jacks/star jump.

Kiss: Who's your biggest celebrity crush?

Love: Do you believe in marriage?

Money: What would you do with 1 million dollars?

Naughty: Tell us three things that your parents disapprove of?

Oops: What is one thing you'd like to change/fix?

Picture: Post a pic of your lovely face.

Quality: Name three of your favourite blogs.

Rapunzel: Name three Disney movies that you adore.

Star-sign: When's your birthday?

Teacher: What do you aspire to be?

Unite: Do you sponsor a cause?

Varsity: Do you play/watch sport?

Xylophone: Do you play an instrument?

Yellow: What's your favourite colour?

Zoo: What is your favourite animal?

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I hit my post limit on my other blog, so... Here I am! :p

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Dear Mom,

Yeah, I call you that... but only in my mind. I feel like I'm not really allowed to call you that, especially since we don't get along very well. I wish we did. I mean, I always correct myself when I eve refer to you as my mother. I always call you "Grace" or "my step-mom", but really, you were more of a parent to me than anyone else has ever been to me. Seriously, I'm not even joking. Dad was often immersed in his work before he met you, and you changed him. You made him become the father I was always desperately in need of.

I know you won't believe me when I say this, but I'm very thankful to you. You saved me. I'm not even joking. If my dad hadn't met you, I would have probably died. I know you said that you don't think I would go through with it, but have you ever looked at my arms? I used to cut my wrists. Why? Because I was lonely. I was afraid. I was in a very dark place when you came into my life. And by the gods, I was deathly afraid of human interaction.

Now I know you're wondering what I mean by that, but don't you remember how quiet I was? I rarely spoke, even at home. I was afraid of what might come out of my mouth. I'm like Dad. Once I get talking, I don't really want to shut up. Especially if it's basically a one-on-one conversation. The reason why I was so afraid was because of Grandma... Judy, if you prefer. She never was nice to me. You know, I was left-handed once. Grandma took care of that one though. She made sure I wrote with my right hand. She hit me until my back bled sometimes, even slapped me and treated me like dirt. As long as Zoe wasn't looking, it was okay right?

I never really understood what I was doing wrong. Slowly, I found myself curling into myself, trying to find a safe place that wasn't this terrible reality. Then you came. I cried the night that Grandma was gone out of our lives. I was so happy. Your presence drove away some of the animosity in my life.

I've always had a tendency to seek comfort in cats. They're quiet, and often rather calm. It's why I like being around Chunk so much. He never really comes to dislike me. In fact, I think he rather likes me. I'm always thankful for him. He keeps me company when I cry. I cry a lot these days. I wonder how much of this letter you actually believe...

I know I'm being totally sincere. That's why it's hard for me to even look at this letter. I feel so, so guilty. I've treated you so badly, and I know it. I don't know how to make up for what I've done, and I just find myself running away out of habit. I'm no good with social interaction. More than ever, I can barely find it in myself to trust someone. I mean, I was betrayed the last time I did, and you know what? I'm innocent and naive. If she came to me and begged forgiveness, I'd probably forgive her. I know I would. I'm stupidly naive. I have no street smarts.

Maybe that's why I've treated you so badly though. I've finally been allowed to be the kid I've always wanted to be because you and Dad aren't nearly as tough as Grandma was. I can endure a lot because of her, but also because of her, human contact scares me. Anger scares me. If you were to hug me, I'd probably have a panic attack. I almost did at work today because someone bumped into me and apologized and hugged me. I wasn't prepared, so I started shaking and hyperventallating. I didn't want to tell you about this though. I mean, it wasn't really something you wanted to know, right?

I don't really understand a whole lot, and I know for a fact that you and Dad don't understand me in the slightest. I know that nothing I ever do could really make you change your opinion of me. Especially not anytime soon, but you know what? I needed to tell you this. I needed to express how I felt, my opinion, even if you don't believe me because I always lie.

I'm sorry, Alex

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this anime season we have

giant people eaters making teenagers angst and die

a teddy bear making teenagers angst and die

and a show about a teenager who just wants to get it on with the water.

what a time to be alive.

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Verradicht

Verradicht (verra-die-kt) is a disease that is capable of effecting dragons, and is similar to what humans know to be "rabies". This disease will cause a dragon's mind to hallucinate and become rather murky and confused. The dragon will see things that are not true to reality and become enraged.

In this state, the dragon becomes incredibly dangerous. It will breathe fire, poisonous gas or even attack anything that moves. This can lead to forest fires or mass epidemics, such as the black plague.

Verradicht victums are often handled by the dragon community, the dragon appointed is usually chosen by one of the four reigning dragons of Riverbreath, Fallingmount, Risingwind and Dreadmoore. Each head deals with its own faction due to the fact that they will have less of an effectiveness on their own kind. A Verradict victum in the Dreadmoore and Risingwind factions are the most dangerous due to their "breath" capabilities.

Verradicht was a disease that developed rather recently, and has been troubling the four factions for a couple thousand years. The dragons fear that the disease may begin effecting more dragons soon.

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you're awesome, dont let others tell you otherwise! :)

Aww! Thank you! That really means a lot to me. :D

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~Seer of Doom, sketch