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Rules: Make a new post and tag 15 followers you would like to know better I was tagged by @gothfirefaerie

Name: Merinda

Zodiac sign: Aquarius

Sexual Orientation: Bi and still coming to terms with that

Favorite Color: Blue

Average hours of sleep per night: Eightish

Last thing I Googled: last of the tea lords adagio (was showing someone the tea)

Current number of followers: 2277 (still don’t know how)

Dream Job: Professional writer or screenwritier

Height: 5′4

What I post:  Uh. Sherlock a lot, Doctor Who, Torchwood, Superwood, John Barrowman, Hamilton, Pokemon Go (lately). I make gifs and post links to my stories. Other stuff that strikes my fancy but its 99% SFW and I always tag

Why did you choose your username: It’s my first name/last initial. I ended up switching to this because it’s uncommon. The other username I used to use more often online was ReliantFC3 because the USS Reliant is a miranda- class starship (close enough), and FC3 is what i was in the navy

I’ll just be lazy and tag whoever wants to do it 😀

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13 GIFs That Explain The Struggle Of Waiting For More ‘Sherlock’

ivordesgreenleaf:

1. When someone asks you when the new season is airing:

2. When someone tries to explain how it’s totally reasonable to have only three episodes a season:

3. When someone asks if you’re okay with having to wait so long for your favorite show to come back:

4. When someone says those two years will go by in no time:

5. When someone asks why you like Sherlock so much:

6. After you’ve watched every episode ten times:

7. When someone suggests that you’re a little too obsessed:

8. When information about the new season comes out:

9. And when there’s finally a trailer:

10. But then you realize how much longer you have to wait:

11. You try to talk about the show with your friends but they’re all:

12. So you go online to read theories but some of them are so ridiculous:

13. When someone asks if you’ll ever stop loving this show:

Stay strong, Sherlock fans. We feel your pain.

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g4nseyiii:

things you need to know when talking to me:

  • i talk really fast
  • i mumble
  • sometimes i talk really fast and mumble at the same time
  • sometimes the words from my head don’t transfer right to my mouth so i sometimes just speak nonsense and im the only one who gets what im saying
  • have fun trying to understand me
  • i repeat stories a lot bc nothing interesting happens to me but i want to be validated
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Sherlockian gothic

to-johnlock-hell-in-a-handbasket:

You
distrust women. You aren’t interested in women. You ignore women’s advances. You
speak admiringly of male beauty. Some people still don’t realise you’re gay.

Your nemesis
is called James Moriarty. His twin brother is also called James Moriarty.
Nobody questions this. It’s never twins.

Everyone
else is called John. Most of your clients are called John. Watson is called
John. His wife calls him James. You think his name might be Ormond. You wish you could call him John.

Watson marries
for the first time. Watson has been married before. Watson’s wife died. Watson’s
wife is an orphan. Watson’s wife is visiting her mother. Watson never had a
wife.

You die at
a waterfall. You’re not dead.

It’s 1895.
It has been 1895 for 121 years. It’s always 1895.

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LET’S MAKE SOME MOTHERFUCKING MAPS

tkingfisher:

chrc:

YOU NEED

A BIG SHEET OF PAPER & A PENCIL

SOME MOTHER FUCKING MACCARONI (MAKE SURE THEY’RE DRY BRO DON’T WANT NO STICKY-ICKY MAP)

AIGHT THAT SHIT DON’T LOOK LIKE NO COUNTRY I KNOW (EXCEPT MAYBE AUSTRALIA FUCK THEM THOUGH)

ORGANIZE YOUR MACCARONI! MAKE SOME FUCKING COASTLINES!

BETTER, BUT NOT FUCKING GOOD! WHATEVER, TRACE THE COASTLINE WITH YOUR PENCIL. BE SURE TO BE SLIGHTLY SQUIGGLY AND, OH, FUCK THOSE LITTLE ISLANDS YOU MADE THEY’RE NOT BIG ENOUGH TO BE WOBBLY ENOUGH SO YOU’RE BETTER OFF USING EITHER RICE (OR SIMILAR) OR JUST TRY TO MAKE SOME REALISTIC FUCKING ISLANDS (SPOILER: YOU WON’T)

GOOD ENOUGH I GUESS WHATEVER LOOK AT THAT VAGUE SORT OF ISLAND/COUNTRY/CONTINENT SHAPED PIECE OF SHIT. SEE THE ISLANDS? I FUCKING TOLD YOU SO DAWG.

NOW TAKE A SHARPIE AND MAKE EVEN SQUIGGLIER FUCKING LINES AS YOU FILL IN YOUR ISOUNINENT

LOOK AT THIS WONDERFUL PIECE OF SHIT IT TOOK ME LITERALLY TEN MINUTES TO MAKE TOPS AND NOW YOU JUST NEED TO FIGURE OUT WHERE TO PUT ALL YOUR DWARF-FUCKING ELVES AND LIZARD-PEOPLE WITH BOOBS

FUCKING GOOD JOB

Some days my hope for humanity is restored in the most unusual ways…

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vetmedirl:

princess-xion:

simonbitdiddle:

gandalfkorv:

adistasteformath:

I honestly hate how art and media have kind of romanticized the idea of like “going off your meds and being your true self again” because like I started taking antidepressants and like immediately got a new job, found a place to live, improved my relationships with people in my life and completely reconciled with my sort of estranged ex-girlfriend?? Medication can be rad and while I realize that it’s not for everybody I don’t think anything should be trying to convince anyone that being on medication inherently makes you less of who you are

(Most) Medication is for helping you to be you again. The real me isn’t tired by just walking to the train station. The real me is not my anxiety or depression. They don’t define me.

The real me is who I am when I’m not anxious and feeling worthless 24/7.

Medication is supposed to be the chemical equivalent of glasses or a wheelchair, depending on the severity of impairment. It tries to help you compensate for what has been taken, been broken, or is missing.

In particular, i always hear the myth that anti-depressants give you “artificial happiness”… no, no, no. They give your brain the ability to be happy. You won’t always be happy, and sometimes you’ll be sad. But the happiness you’re able to feel when you’re on meds is your own, real, happiness.

SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE NEUROTYPICALS IN THE BACK!!!

I am 100% better on meds then off. I resisted meds for a long time, in part because of BS like this. I was worried about losing my creativity. But you know what? When I wasn’t anxious all the time, when my depression faded a bit, when my mood became more even, THEN I had more energy to create, my brain had more space to come up with positive things, I could actually focus on the things I wanted to do.

Medications become less effective over time as your body gets used to them. I’ve been on these current meds for a couple years now and I don’t think they’re working as well, but even so I’m still a LOT better then I was. 

Last year was really hard, really stressful. Job loses and money problems and car problems, and I honestly don’t think I could have handled everything as well as I did without being on my meds. Even when I didn’t have insurance I still came up with the $80/mo for the out of pocket cost of my meds because I knew it was making all the difference.

What made me finally get help and get on meds was essentially failing a semester and a half of school. I’m kicking myself now because I’ve run out of financial aid and I’ve got one more semester to go (so if I hadn’t failed I’d be graduated now). But I can’t change the past, and I know that since I am on meds now, I’ll be able to finish, to focus.

And I’m 37 years old. It’s never too late to realize you have a problem and get the help you need.

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jazzforthecaptain:

I got this Pentatonix album for my birthday from my partner. This song came on the car stereo just as I was getting home, and I ended up sitting there by the curb in tears. Every time I hear it, I hear what’s in Castiel’s heart when he looks at Jack. This is endgame Grace.

Harkstiel 5ever!

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