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Jenna and I at the crystal ballroom on 10202015

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Lesbians, what is your wisdom today?

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what does a bitch have to do to be in love

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Thought: If feeding everyone would break the economy then the economy deserves to be broken

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this ain’t a scene, it’s a (and i can’t stress this enough) gah deh arh reh

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This youtuber got herself braids a few weeks ago and got so many comments on how and why it was wrong. She educated herself and even made a research on the history of braids, dreads and cornrows.

She posted a video where she removes her braids and explains to other Korean people the importance of these hairstyles. She’s a good example of how someone can learn from their mistakes and spread awareness.

Don’t hate on people who ignorantly appropriate cultures. Try to educate them with facts!!

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no one:

tj to cyrus:

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Animals // AI

Warnings: smut and swearing

Word count: 1k

Summary: bad boy Ashton picks you up for a night ride ;^)

A/N: ok so I wrote smut for the first time the other day now I can’t stop. Someone stop me please. Anyways please let me know if y’all liked this. If you didn’t then I didn’t write it hehe xD love y’all also if u couldn’t tell this is based off Animals by nickelback

ASHTON IRWIN X READER

You knew your parents didn’t like Ashton. He was trouble for sure. But you didn’t care. You were old enough to make your own decisions. You checked your phone to see the time, 12:27 am. Ashton should be pulling up soon. He was never late to pick you up.

You walked down the hall standing near your parents door peeking in to make sure they both were tucked in and asleep. You twisted the doorknob and closed the door as quietly as you could. You could hear the gravel from him pulling into your driveway. You threw a couple pillows in your bed just in case your mom woke up and checked on you. Checked your appearance in the mirror puffing your hair and rubbing your lips so they looked fuller and red.

You slipped out your bedroom window and approached his all black car. He already had the door swung open for you to get in quickly.

“Hey good looking.” He placed a kiss on your lips and pulled away almost as fast as it started. You wanted more but you needed to get out of your driveway. Ashton looked great he was wearing a silky red shirt buttoned up a few buttons too high. You reached over and unbuttoned a few buttons to expose his chest and all his necklaces. A quiet “Fuck” escaped your lips while your fingers grazed his open chest toying with the necklaces. Pulling on one of the chains so he would lean over and kiss you. His eyes stayed on the road while you reached over and started squeezing his thigh. Every time you squeezed he would accelerate sending a rush of adrenaline through you both.

“When’d you get your car back?” Your hand remained on his thigh while you spoke loudly over the blaring music. “Today.” He laughed when you squeezed and the speed increased again. “Fuck I’ve missed these hands” he took a sharp turn down a path you two knew all too well.

He put the car in park by the hidden train tracks. He grabbed your hand off his thigh and kissed the back then placed small kisses all the way up your arm before dropping your hand to move his hands to cup your face. His lips were slightly chapped from the cold weather outside but that didn’t stop you two. His hand traveled down your face to wrap around your neck putting the slightest bit of pressure. The metal rings on his fingers provided a slight chilly sensation. One hand stayed on your neck while the other started unzipping the jacket you had thrown over yourself on your way out the window. You had passed on wearing a shirt underneath the jacket because you knew it wouldn’t be on long anyways.

“You comfortable?” His voice was low and raspy turning you on even more. You nodded your head to signify you were okay. You tilted your head back as Ashtons hand found your center. He gently rubbed on the outside of your pants.

“Fuck baby I can feel it through these layers.” His hand on your throat dropped down to caress your thigh while the other rubbed circles over your clothes. Ashton tilted his head indicating he wanted you to get in the backseat. You crawled over the center console awkwardly. You’ve done this a million times yet can never make it look graceful. You two probably spent more time in the backseat of his car on top of each other than in the front seat. Ashton got out of the car to crawl in the backseat sitting next to you. He slid into the middle seat and you climbed on top of him. The jacket that once was slung over your shoulders got flung into the passenger seat along with Ashtons shirt. You started moving your hips in a circular motion to cause some friction between you and Ashton. You could feel him getting hard underneath you. His hands found their way to the back of your bra unhooking it and adding it to the growing pile of clothing. The contact of your bare skin to his sent tiny electric shocks throughout your body. Ashton grabbed all your hair up in one swoop pulling it out of the way. Your neck was calling his name. He placed a few soft kisses before he started nibbling at it. He knew it would leave a mark in the morning. He wanted everyone to know what you had been up to.

“Switch me spots baby girl.” Ashton’s hands were barely present on your body. “I want to please you.” He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and bit down on it while you took your bottoms off and leaned against the car door. Both his hands slid up your thighs meeting at your pussy.

Just as he was about to dip down and devour your sweet juices you heard a noise come from outside. The windows were pretty fogged up.

“It’s probably just the wind. Don’t worry about it.” Ashton continued where he left off and slid his tongue down your entrance slipping his index finger inside you. The feeling of him inside you made you forget about the noises outside the car and your paranoia faded away. That’s when the headlights lit up behind Ashtons car.

“That’s my dads truck Ash!” You tried as fast as you could to reach for something to cover yourself with. Ashton crawled into the front seat fumbling to find the keys. “What the fuck where are the keys?” You could hear the panic in his voice before he grabbed the keys off the floor boards jamming it into the ignition and firing up the car. He didn’t even give it any time to warm up before he was ripping out sight.

“Oh fuck Ashton I’m so screwed.” You put on the rest of your clothes in the back seat while Ashton mindlessly drove. “What am I supposed to do?” You crawled into the front seat and joined Ashton.

“Fuck if I know?” He shrugged his shoulders like always. Not really caring about the situation as much as he should.

“Ugh. Just take me home then.”

Ashton pulled into your long gravel drive as you saw your father sitting on the front porch waiting for you to arrive. You turned and looked at Ashton getting one last long look. You knew you wouldn’t be seeing him for awhile.

“Good luck baby girl” he grabbed your face and placed a long hard kiss against your lips as you gathered your things and headed to your execution.

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Love Measured in Miles

Summary: you and Calum started dating in high school and carried the relationship into college. Calum is in a frat and you’re in a different state.

Word count: 3k

Beta: @mysticalhood (she also wrote quite a bit. I love u sm)

A.N: hi sorry it’s actually been ages since I’ve written something but this has been a work in progress for ever and ty really wanted me to finish it and I even let her help me a bunch. Anyways feedback is always appreciated!!! Hope you guys like it :^)

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“We can make this work.” Calum sat on the right side of your bed looking at you. “Distance has nothing on my love for you.” He had told you he got accepted to his dream school which happened to be three states away from your dream school. The thought scared you. You know the odds, kids who try to date after high school usually break up within the first month of being apart. You watched it happen to your brother and the girl he dated all throughout high school. She broke up with him three days after she moved into the dorms. He was heartbroken. You didn’t want that.

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Where did you go

Still here. Just not active bc I don’t really care what’s occurring within the fandom right now.

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These lyrics resonated with me when I was going through a lot last year and I always try to remember them when I’m going through dark times.

My first professional tattoo will always be one to remember ❤️

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Thinking bout you lots lately // L.H

Luke Hemmings was thinking about Y/N again. Y/N was a caring lover with blonde hair and a charming smile.

Luke walked over to the window and reflected on his busy surroundings. He had always loved cold New York with its handsome, huge hotels. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel sad.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a caring figure of Y/N.

Luke gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a bubbly, proud, beer drinker with lanky legs and small hands. His friends saw him as a robust rockstar. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved a flipping baby.

But not even a bubbly person who had once jumped into a river and saved a flipping baby, was prepared for what Y/N had in store today.

The snow flurried like skipping cats, making Luke concerned. Luke grabbed a silver newspaper that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Luke stepped outside and Y/N came closer, he could see the wonky glint in her eye.

Y/N gazed with the affection of 4407 clumsy boiling bears. She said, in hushed tones, “I love you and I want attention and love.”

Luke looked back, even more concerned and still fingering the silver newspaper. “Y/N, I dont feel the love anymore,” he replied.

They looked at each other with afraid feelings, like two pongy, proud pigions running at a very witty party, which had pop music playing in the background and two wild uncles walking to the beat.

Luke studied Y/N’s blonde legs and charming hands. Eventually, he took a deep breath. “I’m sorry,” began Luke in apologetic tones, “but I don’t feel the same way, and I never will. I just don’t love you Y/N.”

Y/N looked stressed, her emotions raw like a kaleidoscopic, kind knife.

Luke could actually hear Y/N’s emotions shatter into 924 pieces. Then the caring lover hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of beer would calm Luke’s nerves tonight.

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I don’t know how to caption selfies but here’s my face 💋

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lukehemmings: On the edge