how to not see spoilers
- finish series in nonstop marathon without sleep before returning to tumblr
i hate pants that make it look like i have a boner when i sit but then i remember im a girl but i still worry that somebody will think i have a boner
Do… Girls really worry about this?
oh my god
"so she’s gay now?"
yeah she turned it all the paperwork last week and her acceptance letter came this morning, it was all pretty sudden
1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.
2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.
3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.
4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.
5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life.
Mini Swan Queen AU’s (3/?)
“You’re the Queen, aren’t you?" Asked a quiet, curious voice from the dark dungeon cell beside Regina’s. The brunette’s heart stalled within her chest as she quickly turned her focus in the direction the question had come from
”Who’s there?" Regina demanded, her teeth biting furiously at the inside of her cheek, begging that her fate would not grow any more weary. She, the Queen, had already been sentenced to death, and so she certainly didn’t need added conflict from a past enemy or a scorned victim. But, Regina’s nerves slowly calmed as she noticed a small blonde crawl towards the bars that separated them. The blonde smiled tiredly as she pulled herself up and stared at Regina.
“I’ve been watching you for the past few days, you haven’t spoken, or slept." The blonde paused then, as she began digging within the pockets of her cloak, searching for something. Regina stared at the young woman, calculating her every move in case a threat were to arise.
“Here," the blonde started, pulling the found object from her cloak and holding it out to Regina, "you haven’t eaten either, I saved this for me…but you should have it." Rolling her eyes, Regina made a face at the dusty biscuit the blonde was offering to her.
“Why on earth would you be offering me your food?" The blonde seemed to weigh the question heavily before she shrugged and simply answered: "you’re powerless, and you’ve been through hell. You may be the Evil Queen, but everyone needs to eat."
Scoffing, Regina took a deep breath and turned away from the blonde. She felt a disgusting sense of remorse well up inside her stomach as she heard the blonde’s words filter over and over again through her mind. The kindness was making Regina sick, and she merely stared at the wall.
“Keep it, dear, I would never accept food from a dirty street rat.”
my seventeenth birthday is in a few weeks…and I’m actually kind of sad…i really like being sixteen
but if your sixteen you cant be the dancing queen
thank u little bread stick that made me feel better
this is the best thing to happen to one of my text posts