A writer for the new york times interviewed a series of people who had survived jumping off the golden gate bridge. Every person she interviewed admitted that about two thirds of the way down, they realized that every seemingly meaningless problem that caused them to jump was fixable.
DO NOT!!! SCROLL PAST!!! THIS!! REALLY!! WORKS!!
i didnt really believe in things like these but when i saw it on my dash i thought, well, why not, ive really been needing money for the new game i want to buy anyway. and i hit reblog. the next day my mom gave me $100 in CASH and when i asked her why she said that she just felt like increasing my allowance!!i dont know if shes going to keep on giving me $100 allowance so im reblogging again just to make sure
If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only
One time I didnât and I was broke for like a month but the next time I seen it I rebloged it and a bitch just got 500 out the blue and a 20 gift card
Authors Note: this literally sucks so much omg. This is also inspired by something that happens in Toy Story 4, so there are somewhat spoilers, but nothing to actually ruin things for you or tell you whatâs going to happen
Summary: He lost you once and it cost him everything, he isnât ready to lose you again and what could be.
Word Count: 2,573
Itâs the dead of night. The wind is howling as it rustles through the treeâs leaves and cooling raindrops begin to flood the bayou. Youâre standing on the wooden porch of the cabin, duffle bag slung over your shoulder and youâre barely conserving your warmth with the oversized hoodie youâve got on, but the scent of Shawn on it comforts you, reminds you of all the reasons youâre doing this for.
It doesnât matter that Shawnâs promised to protect you from that, that heâll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. You know he means it⌠he means everything he says and you canât let him disregard his responsibilities as an alpha to protect you. You canât let him throw everything away just on the off chance that youâll be okay.
You have to remind yourself that. Remind yourself that what youâre doing is on the best interest of everyone around you, even if itâll kill you to leave them. To leave him. Youâre about to take the first step down from the porch, to let the storm embark you and you close your eyes, preparing for impact but the front door swings open and you can hear his panicked breathing.
âBabyâŚâ he whispers out softly and you spin on your heels, brows pinched and heart thumping. Those fucking curls are a mess on his head and youâre starting to realise you werenât all that slick when you snuck out.
The nickname makes your heart skip a beat and you wonder if heâs finally about to make the move. The move you both shouldâve made a long time ago, but never got the chance. Never got the chance because something always came up. They were onto you. Brian got attacked. Luna went missing. Shawn fell in love.
You just shake your head, remind yourself that he only cares because he has to, because itâs who he is and youâre his beta⌠or rather, omega. âDonât,â you say. âYou know this is for the best⌠for everyone,â you tell him, but it doesnât stop the tears that well in his honey eyes.
Shawn takes a step closer, hand reaching out for you but you take a step back, the heels of your feet sitting at the edge of the step. âI canât stay here. You know I cant. I put everyone else in danger by being here,â you remind him, but Shawnâs insistent and shakes his head.
âIâve told you, Iâll protect you, no matter whââ
âAnd thatâs the problem, Shawn!â you raise your voice, âI canât stay here, knowing that youâll put everyone else at risk to protect me. Heâs silent, eyes downcast as he stares at the wooden ground and you have to swallow back the lump in your throat.
Toddler Julian and baby Alexandre colouring in Shawnâs tattoos and drawing new ones on him đĽş
Shawn giggled softly as Andre sat in the space between Shawnâs arm and torso, his youngest using his fingers to spread the finger paint along Shawnâs guitar tattoo. Julian sat on the other side, hand holding his fathers bicep on his lap as he drew a little heart on Shawnâs skin.
âDaddy!â Andre laughed, looking at his dad with a scrunched nose. âStop moving!â
âIt tickles!â Shawn laughed, brows raised, and Andre rolled his eyes before pressed a paint covered finger onto Shawnâs nose. His father laughed out, head leaned back as his son went back to coloring his tattoo.
Julian smiles proudly as he raised Shawnâs arm, showing the pink heart on his fathers bicep. âDada look!â
Shawn grinned, leaning to kiss Julianâs forehead. âLove it bub.â
Julian smiles brightly, dipping his fingers into the paint again before making an arch over the heart to draw a rainbow.
Y/n walked out onto the back padio, eyes widening and lips turning at the image. âWhatâs going on here?â
âNew tattoos,â Shawn grinned, winking as he watching Julian carefully draw the rainbow, and Andre color in Shawnâs swallow softly with purple and blue. âI thought they needed some tender love and care.â
synopsis: reader meets shawn during a philosophy lecture
a/n: hey im like sorry? for literally taking two months to post this part, Â im still so unhappy with it, but at this point who cares. this is based on something that happened to one of my close friends last year, hope you enjoy :â)Â
warnings: language, alcohol, mentions of sex
there will not be a part three
part oneÂ
Shawn didnât text you. Not that you were expecting him to or anything. Okay, maybe you were expecting him to. But why wouldnât you? He seemed genuinely interested and you had spent an entire night together.
 But that was four days ago, and he still hadnât texted you. He hadnât even shown up to class on Tuesday. And todayâs class was canceled, so you didnât get the chance to ask him then.
 Today, Thursday, also happened to be the day Shawn was supposed to tutor you, but he hadnât responded to your subtle text.
 Hey. Just wondering what time are you free to study tomorrow?
Authors Note: I thought this was cute so I wrote it lmao (but really, it sucks.)
Summary: youâre having a girls night, Shawnâs on tour. Your friends record you drunk and send it to him.Â
Word Count: 1,478
iMessage from Babeâ¤ď¸
Have a good night honey x
The message was left unread as you partied the night away with your girlfriends. None of you were exactly up for going bar hopping, nor could any of you really afford the ridiculous prices at the bars.
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