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hoely-owl replied to your post: My mom saw a bag of chips in my room a…

I’m so sorry! Just hold out till you graduate and get to move out. you can make it! We love you, and I’m certain that I would like you much more than your sister, if I knew her.

I’m not against my sister. I mean, we have our fights and she still says I’m useless and she doesn’t care much, but it’s not really her fault when it comes to what my mom says. All she’s trying to do is to live and get to college and just get a job. My mom just finds it necessary to make me feel bad about myself for things I can’t really control.

I’m hoping once I’m out of high school, if I get into a college I’d share a dorm with my best friend, if I don’t, I’m gonna travel a bit. Try and make it somewhere in life, I suppose.

But thanks, love you too

My mom saw a bag of chips in my room and was like “Why?” and I told her I was hungry earlier and she’s like “you already gained weight this summer” and I finally snapped and called her out on her words to me by saying “It’s my body, not yours, if I’m hungry I will eat, if I’m not, I won’t eat. Stop commenting on my body and stop shaming me”

That’s all I ever hear from her and the fact I’m not her ‘perfect’ child like my sister (who, not that it matters, weighs less than me)

"Oh, Sydney did this" "Oh she got such great grades" "Oh she got into this college" "She doesn’t spend her money like you do" "oh she’s great at writing" "She’s a great artist" "She’s kind"

Does she realize how much it hurts me when she says all this? I live with her, my sister doesn’t. I don’t get any sort of praise. I clean my room “Why didn’t you clean that”. I write stories “Sydney wrote this for her school newspaper”

I’m not my sister and I never will be I wish she would just understand that because the more she goes on about my sister and how she’s the perfect child I just feel more rejected and very unspecial and I can’t do it.

I’m literally crying hard while writing this and I’m wondering how anything is even coming out. 5 years ago I was a happy child and only crying about scrapes and bruises from accidents and little stuff…

I can’t live like this anymore

damianmcgintleman:

"you’re too young to determine your sexuality" said no one to the heterosexual teenager

    Teacher: "Can you please tell the class why you're so late?"
    Me: Someone told me to go to hell
    Me: Couldn't find it at first
    Me: But now I'm here

prettygirlfood:

Smokey Gouda Mac and Cheese
WHAT YOU WILL NEED
2 rounded cups macaroni, cooked in well salted water until just al dente, and drained
2 Tbsp of unsalted butter
2 Tbsp all purpose flour
2 cups whole milk
salt and pepper to taste
2 cups grated smoked Gouda cheese, plus more for topping
INSTRUCTIONS
Set oven to 350F
Melt the butter in a pan and add the flour. Whisk to combine, and cook for a minute or so, stirring constantly.
Add the milk and whisk to combine, continuing to heat until the milk comes to a simmer and is thickened.
Take the pan off the heat and stir in the cheese, stir until all of the cheese is incorporated and the sauce is smooth. Add salt and black pepper to taste.
Mix the macaroni with the sauce, and pour into a baking dish or individual dishes. Bake for about 30 minutes until bubbling throughout.
Sprinkle more cheese on top and put under the broiler until the cheese is browned.

prettygirlfood:

Smokey Gouda Mac and Cheese

WHAT YOU WILL NEED

  • 2 rounded cups macaroni, cooked in well salted water until just al dente, and drained
  • 2 Tbsp of unsalted butter
  • 2 Tbsp all purpose flour
  • 2 cups whole milk
  • salt and pepper to taste
  • 2 cups grated smoked Gouda cheese, plus more for topping

INSTRUCTIONS

  1. Set oven to 350F
  2. Melt the butter in a pan and add the flour. Whisk to combine, and cook for a minute or so, stirring constantly.
  3. Add the milk and whisk to combine, continuing to heat until the milk comes to a simmer and is thickened.
  4. Take the pan off the heat and stir in the cheese, stir until all of the cheese is incorporated and the sauce is smooth. Add salt and black pepper to taste.
  5. Mix the macaroni with the sauce, and pour into a baking dish or individual dishes. Bake for about 30 minutes until bubbling throughout.
  6. Sprinkle more cheese on top and put under the broiler until the cheese is browned.

rapunzelie:

things i don’t own enough of
• lingerie
• candles
• make up
• other useless things that will get me nowhere in life but I want them

huggingsherlockinthetardis:

toodeepforyou:

tits-mcgeeeee:

rayladelasoul:

I can kinda hear the blast in my head when they collide.

Sound doesn’t travel in space. You wouldn’t hear a thing.

then how the fuck do you explain all the sounds in star wars checkmate motherfucker

Pew pew

huggingsherlockinthetardis:

toodeepforyou:

tits-mcgeeeee:

rayladelasoul:

I can kinda hear the blast in my head when they collide.

Sound doesn’t travel in space. You wouldn’t hear a thing.

then how the fuck do you explain all the sounds in star wars checkmate motherfucker

Pew pew

fuckingconversations:

wishuponawish:

hookandthedaggersxvx:

Virginity only matters if you’re lighting the black flame candle to summon witches.

Actually, When people talk about “blood of a virgin”, what’s actually meant is “virgin blood”, aka blood that’s never before been used in a ritual.

Therefore, virginity doesn’t matter for anything.

*noises of comprehension and frustration that I didn’t make that connection before*

xx-thegirlonfire-xx replied to your post: Oh my heavens I’m crying two of my bab…

you just scared me so bad

I just realized it may have been a little confusing to read and it may have made one worried because of wording. I apologize profusely for scaring you.

blackveilpugs replied to your post: Oh my heavens I’m crying two of my bab…

You like bones? OMG another bonehead :33

Yeah, I do, I’ve been going back and forth between marathoning bones and tumblr and right now I’m on season 2 episode 10 of Bones and I’m dying 

kareshy:

gigaguess:

mrsdevilla:

the-treble:

internationalgirl:

This is why you should have a cat y’all. Egyptians believed that cats repelled evil spirits.

Cats are evil spirits. They’re just the strongest so all others must bow to their greatness.

Actually according to legend, cats are guardians of the Underworld. So once you are dead if you try to sneak back into the land of the living they send you back where you came from. They protect the living from the dead.

If you ever wonder why a cat stares off into the wild blue yonder and then bolts off for “no reason…”

That cat even looks like it’s accusing him of something like wait a Fucking minute here are you dead did you really think you could slip that shit passed me

Oh my heavens I’m crying two of my babies are buried underground alive in a car and one of them is bleeding and crying and confessing his love for one of the coworkers that he went on a date with and the other just wants him to calm down I can’t 

"God doesn’t make mistakes"

"mmm, I don’t know. Putting testicles on the outside didn’t seem like such a good idea"

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