The Penguiann

Internal Debates

I know no one really follows me anymore or pays attention to what I’ve got going on, but I’ve reached some new crossroads and dilemmas in my life. Finding out I was pregnant had to be one of the scariest experiences, one I’m woefully unprepared for. Yet, here I am, slowly getting bigger. With that, I’ve found myself with frequently nothing to do except cook, clean and crochet. What I really miss is the opportunity to meet new friends and engage with new people who share my love for literature. I’ve debated recently picking back up my roleplay endeavours in a hope to improve my current skillset and develop better social skills. Seems I’m lacking in that regard.

helenadax:

I heard that in the next ST movie, Chekov will be in another ship, which is fine because seeing another actor playing him would be too sad. But the other day I started thinking that maybe there should be another character, a new one, because it would be right to do again what Roddenberry did when he added Pavel Chekov to the crew. I mean, back in the 60s, Chevov was way more than a cute kid. It was the middle of the Cold War and he was from Russia, the sworn enemy of the USA at the time. His presence at the bridge was a symbol of peace, of hope.

Since things have changed, this new Chekov never had the same meaning. So maybe they should add someone with that meaning now. I’m not American, I don’t know what country he or she should come from. Maybe from North Korea? Cuba? Iran? Whatever country America hates most now, this new character should be from there. Put an Iranian woman wearing a Starfleet approved hijab on the bridge and don’t make a single comment about it because it’s the 23th century now and no one gives a shit about these things. Then, she’ll give us the same message that Chekov gave us in 1967: things will get better. 

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plantbased-princess:

ana-sthetic:

“Don’t say you hate your fam-” No.

“Omg you should love your fami-” No.

“Be grateful they’re your famil-” No.

If you have been bullied, hit, teased, put down, hurt, lied to, or hated by your own family; you don’t need to justify how you feel. You don’t need to explain yourself. You are allowed to hate a family member or dislike a family member if they’ve given you a reason to.

This is so fucking important.

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Update on me:

Turns out a lot of my friends I used to talk to all the time have unfollowed me so I don’t know how to feel about that. I just wish I knew what I did to offend them.
I met someone who makes me happy, after a year or two of single living and moved to New York to be with him and his daughter who I adore. And we’ve got another one on the way. I’m a month pregnant with his baby and my first.
I’ve been working full time and he’s going to be starting work soon. We’re getting ready to move on with our lives and share each other’s baggage and weight.
On a side note, happy birthday to us both as we share a birthday. Exactly 6 years apart.

Cute German phrases to tell your partner in bed

fanceygansey:

bibi-rufflebutt:

ginnythe7thweasley:

cannibalbat:

official-german-schulsystem:

charleypollard:

kleeberentsu:

kawanaii:

charleypollard:

“Satz mit X, das war wohl nix.”

“Trenne nie st, denn das tut den beiden weh.”

“Knackig wie Wiener, würzig wie Frankfurter und zart wie Bockwürste.”

“Lieber Gott im Himmel, schenk mir einen Pimmel. Meiner ist geknickt, ich hab zu viel gefickt.”

“Wenn du willst bin ich gar nicht deine Freundin, sonder Manuel Neuer!”

“Meine Damen und Herren, es sinkt für sie, das Niveau!”

“Nicht so schnell Jacqueline sonst kotzt du wieder.”

“Hätte hätte, Würstchenkette“

“Schade Schade Schokolade”

“Jesus Christ’ gleich aufs Maul.”

“Egal wie viel Curry du ist, Freddie isst Mercury.“

“Hoecker, Sie sind raus.”

“Mini, Wini Würstchenkette, für den Frank und die Anette.”

“Feierabend wie das duftet, kräftig, deftig, würzig, gut.”

“Woisch Karle, du sollschte mal e Seitenbacher-Müsli esse, e Seitenbacher-Müsli, joh. Dann hädsch gar net immer die Probleme mit deiner Verdauung. Jetzt probierschs halt. Woisch des isch gud – des dud ah dir gud. Seitenbacher-Müsli, woisch, des isch des Müsli von dem Seitenbacher. “

“Hoecker, Sie sind raus.”

… I just died. 

“ALLES FÜR DEN DACKEL, ALLES FÜR DEN CLUB!”  

Es wurde besser

ICH WEINE

I kann einfach nicht-

“Ob ihr wirklich richtig steht, seht ihr, wenn das Licht angeht.”

“Ich habe heute kein Foto für dich”

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rax-miemelt:

iamnumbahfour:

fawnmother:

i hope every girl who doesn’t have a girlfriend gets a girlfriend this year

Or maybe straight people exist

Dont remind us

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woodfae:

wait… if you have social anxiety… and i have social anxiety…

then who’s going to order the food?

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