YouArousedTheFools




Thank you.

thesylverlining:

Guys. <3 

One year ago, today (on National Coming Out Day, appropriately enough) Chameleon Moon was published. My weird book about LGBT and disabled and chronically ill people (like me!) with superpowers hit #1 on my publisher’s bestseller list. I have a series deal. I was just assigned a publicist (!), and an amazing artist for Book 2′s cover - and I’m turning in the final draft for The Lifeline Signal on Tuesday before going on vacation to the beach with my family, and maybe actually getting some sleep.

If I started saying THANK YOU right now, and never stopped until the day I died, it would never be enough. I didn’t know I could feel this much gratitude. I love you all so much.

Everything Is Going To Be Okay.

fuck-yeah-feminist: “ beingliberal: “ (S) ” Spitting fire. I’ve never heard this articulated so perfectly. ”

fuck-yeah-feminist:

beingliberal:

(S)

Spitting fire. I’ve never heard this articulated so perfectly.

We’ve had to resort to putting a diaper on our baby to see if she’s peeing in her sleep or drooling. D:

We’ve had to resort to putting a diaper on our baby to see if she’s peeing in her sleep or drooling. D:

Ugh, I miss this view so much D:

Ugh, I miss this view so much D:

unexplained-events: “avathebelf: “thesylverlining: “ unexplained-events: “ A Tibetan Monk blesses the deer that gather around him and someone snaps a picture. Upon viewing the picture they notice a rainbow had appeared. ” pretty sure this is the...

unexplained-events:

avathebelf:

thesylverlining:

unexplained-events:

A Tibetan Monk blesses the deer that gather around him and someone snaps a picture. Upon viewing the picture they notice a rainbow had appeared.

pretty sure this is the happiest picture I’ve seen in a long time

magic is real

I like how much this matters

Easter dinner!

Easter dinner!

“Don’t make me get up, Mom!”

“Don’t make me get up, Mom!”

cranberrychan:

Me and youarousedthefools!

This cat…

This cat…

casdcan:

real talk my mom never invaded my privacy, always knocked and waited for my “come in” instead of barging into my room, never tried to read my texts or journals or notes, and I always came to her with sensitive subjects; to the point of telling her I lost my virginity the /day/ I lost my virginity

what I’m saying is: respect your kids’ privacy and they will come to you with shit you’re worried about them doing