Mother & Daughter ! 💕

quiero que volvamos a escuchar canciones de hace 15 años y de lo que nos hacían sentir cuando ni sabíamos del amor, mientras nos olvidamos de nuestros problemas y nos unimos, porque también fui un idiota al no decirte que no te fueras.

No fuiste un idiota al no decirme que no me fuera, no sé, no recuerdo a alguien diciéndole que me iba, pero igual si te hice sentir así no vale la pena, de verdad. 

Tal vez ya sea tarde, tal vez yo ya no quiera saber nada de ti, y tal vez sientas esto por un rato y al día siguiente se hayan esfumado esas ilusiones. No vale la pena querer pasar tiempo conmigo, damn, soy jodidamente mala para cualquiera. Y no, lo siento ésta vez yo ya no quiero nada. 

No, I'm obsessed

boyfriend vibes pt. 4 ❣

Objectification, Degredation, Ownership and Praise - A Guide

Objectification -> You are a hole to fuck

Degradation -> Your holes are worthless and filthy

Ownership -> Your holes belong to me

Praise -> Your holes feel so good

Objectification and praise -> You are such a good fuck toy

Objectification and Degradation -> You are a worthless fuck hole

Objectification and ownership -> You are my personal fuck toy

Degradation and ownership -> You are mine to destroy. I will ruin you.

Degradation and praise -> You are such a pretty little cum slut

Ownership and praise -> You are my favorite- I love owning you

Objectification, Degradation and Praise -> You are the best little cum hole

Objectification, Degradation, praise and Ownership -> You are my favorite cum filled hole to fuck.

Reblog with your favorite combination or add your own!

Todos están consolandote. Todos y cada uno de ellos están a tu lado ahora. Todos están consolandote como fueras la única herida en esta historia. Todos piensan en mi como si fuera un monstruo en esta historia pero estoy sufriendo. Yo fui herida y nadie vino a consolarme. Nadie me dijo que las cosas iban a estar bien ni que iban a mejorar. Nadie tomo mi mano y la apretó en forma de apoyo,nadie se quedó hasta tarde para poder secar mis lágrimas. Nadie se quedó conmigo mientras tú fuiste quién rompió cada pedazo de mi sin límite alguno,sin remordimiento alguno.

This is fucking real, people. I'm a Social Psychologist and I see lots and lots of cases where some of the patient or even parents of my patients are skeptical of therapy.

Therapy can help.

Therapy it's necessary sometimes.

Going to therapy doesn't mean you're "crazy" .

It's not easy, and the path to a healthy mental health is long and sometimes very hard BUT IT'S WORTH EVERY SINGLE STEP.

So if you read this and you feel or think you need therapy then go and find a therapist, research for help because there's always someone out there willing to help you with the things you deal in your head, it's gonna be hard but it's very worth it and you'll find it out.

Therapists aren’t people who you “pay to pretend to care about you”, therapists are people you pay to teach you how to care for yourself

Shouto: "Touya-nii, stop! I have papers right here, I can adopt you and we can get away from dad" Dabi: Stops in the middle of the fight, deactivating his quirk "What? Ya can't do that" Shouto: Confused "Why not?" Dabi: "First, you're not 18. Second, I'm older than you" Shouto: Turns to Midoriya, who was standing beside him the whole time, with a sad n confused face "Midoriya, is it true?" Deku: "I'm afraid so" :( Shouto: "Can your mom adopt him, then?" Deku: "AH??? OH- I- UM- WE ALREADY ADOPTED TEN- I MEAN- SHIGARAKI" Shouto: "Oh.." Turns to Dabi, with puppy eyes "Can you adopt me then? I have dad's credit card" Dabi: Turns to Hawks that he was literally destroying seconds ago "Can I do that?" Hawks: "Yeah, you'd become his legal caretaker I think" Dabi: "AIGHT, FUCK, I'M IN"

The Umbrella Academy as Vintage Book Series (aka if the Umbrella Gang stayed in the 60s and got book deals)

DAMN RIGHT

You’re able to call your parents “Mom” and “Dad”. They were not born with those names.

You’re able to call your teachers “Mr” or “Mrs” and their last name. You’d get in trouble if you addressed them by first name.

You’re able to call a celebrity by their chosen stage name.

You’re able to call your friends a shortened version of their name, their middle name instead of their first, or a completely random nickname.

You’re able to call a married woman by her husband’s last name, even though she was not born with that last name.

But when someone’s transgender, how does calling them by a name they were not born with somehow become a hassle?

Well I think I'm in love

Teuta Matoshi “Flourishing Meadow” and “Pastle Castle” gowns