I’m just now finding out Anne Frank was bi??? OMG
I’m just now finding out Anne Frank was bi??? OMG
But still interested in feeding yourself? What if I told you that there’s a woman with a blog who had to feed both herself and her young son…on 10 British pounds ($15/14 Euro) per week?
Let me tell you a thing.
This woman saved my life last year. Actually saved my life. I had a piggy bank full of change and that’s it. Many people in my fandom might remember that dark time as when I had to hock my writing skills in exchange for donations. I cried a lot then.
This is real talk, people: I marked down exactly what I needed to buy, totaled it, counted out that exact change, and then went to three different stores to buy what I needed so I didn’t have to dump a load of change on just one person. I was already embarrassed, but to feel people staring? Utter shame suffused me. The reasons behind that are another post all together.
AgirlcalledJack.com is run by a British woman who was on benefits for years. Things got desperate. She had to find a way to feed herself and her son using just the basics that could be found at the supermarket. But the recipes she came up with are amazing.
You have to consider the differing costs of things between countries, but if you just have three ingredients in your cupboard, this woman will tell you what to do with it. Check what you already have. Chances are you have the basics of a filling meal already.
Here’s her list of kitchen basics.
Bake your own bread. It’s easier than you think. Here’s a list of many recipes, each using some variation of just plain flour, yeast, some oil, maybe water or lemon juice. And kneading bread is therapeutic.
Make your own pasta–gluten free.
She gets it. She really does. This is the article that started it all. It’s called “Hunger Hurts”.
A carrot, a can of kidney beans, and some cumin will get you a really filling soup…or throw in some flour for binding and you’ve got yourself a burger.
Don’t have an oven or the stove isn’t available? She covers that in her Microwave Cooking section.
She has a book, but many recipes can be found on her blog for free. She prices her recipes down to the cent, and every year she participates in a project called “Living Below the Line” where she has to live on 1 BP per day of food for five days.
Things improved for me a little, but her website is my go to. I learned how to bake bread (using my crockpot, but that was my own twist), and I have a little cart full of things that saved me back then, just in case I need them again. She gives you the tools to feed yourself, for very little money, and that’s a fabulous feeling.
Tip: Whenever you have a little extra money, buy a 10 dollar/pound/euro giftcard from your discount grocer. Stash it. That’s your super emergency money. Make sure they don’t charge by the month for lack of use, though.
I don’t care if it sounds like an advertisement–you won’t be buying anything from the site. What I DO care about is your mental, emotional, and physical health–and dammit, food’s right in the center of that.
If you don’t need this now, pass it on to someone who does. Pass it on anyway, because do you REALLY know which of the people in your life is in need? Which follower might be staring at their own piggy bank? Trust me: someone out there needs to see this.
Reblogging for all the impoverished students. Jack is the breadline queen. And if you don’t need this - donate to your nearest food bank, stat.
These links don’t work directly since she changed her domain name. It’s now called cookingonabootstrap.com.
not to brag, but some of us never saw yoongi as cold-hearted and uncaring.
yoongi making jimin laugh (requested by @fairyjiminpark) ♡
flat stomachs really need to stop being a thing people expect from others like…….what the fuck do you mean i need a flat stomach when i have 7 meters of intestine in me
Okay no, you know what?
Fantastic job everyone
Additionally, if you have a uterus and ovaries, there is a small pouch of fat that sits in your low belly in front of those organs to protect them. It is supposed to be there and trying to get rid of it is damaging and unhealthy. So anyone claiming having a completely ‘flat’ tummy is the pinnacle of health is also wrong.
This ^^^^^
I’ve been to the point of being malnourished and I still didn’t have a flat tummy. It’s not wrong at all and people should realize that.
The people with flat stomaches in photographs, if not Photoshop, are using posing techniques to “flatten” their abdomen.
reblog with your parents’ and or siblings’ signs!
my mama’s a pisces my papa a taurus and my brothers scorpio and taurus
you FOOLS, saying Jungkook’s eyes were sparkling so much at the airport today. you absolute fools, his eyes always sparkle, his eyes have always sparkled, they’ve been sparkling since the beginning of time. he was born with STARS in his eyes. 💫

➯ Taehyung Kim is one of the hottest up-and-coming stars in Hollywood, breaking barriers and snagging top titles in the film industry. After watching interviews featuring his charming personality and seeing his stunning face on modeling campaigns, you have to admit he intrigues you. When he’s casted as the romantic lead in your movie, you can’t deny your excitement at the chance of getting to work with him. That is until you have a mishap on day one of shooting and realize that pretty face and charming personality is really all an act.
pairing: taehyung x reader
genre: hollywoodactor!au, enemies to lovers, fake dating, humor, angst, smut, fluff
word count: 20.1k
inspired by → la la land by jax
masterlist
part one | two ✓ » links removed due to tumblr issue
warnings: mentions of masturbation, innuendos, dry humping/grinding, oral, dirty talk, degrading names, fingering, rough sex, overstimulation, creampie

Two weeks had passed and neither of you had said a word about what had happened at the club. In fact, neither of you had spoken to each other outside of your required lines period. It wasn’t hard to miss the concerned looks that passed through your crew when they noticed the sudden change your first day back on set together. You knew they were all wondering how it was possible for you to go from arguing incessantly between takes to not even acknowledging each other’s presence but no one dared asked you about it. You could only assume it was because they were more relieved not to have to listen to your petty arguments than concerned about what possibly could have happened between you.
You heaved a sigh, rolling your eyes to get it out of your system when you saw that Taehyung was already sitting in hair and makeup. You’d been hoping to avoid him until you were on set but it seemed you weren’t lucky enough for that today. You took the seat next to him, refusing to meet his eyes in the mirror while his team flurried around him, applying makeup to his face and tweaking bits of his hair.
Your own team jumped in immediately, mixing foundation shades together to get the perfect match for your skin tone and brushing through the knots in your hair. Silence hung heavily between you, the air thick with the unresolved tension left between you. You mentally cursed your best friend for insisting on attending a shooting day so soon. You usually invited her to set further into the movie when you’d managed to build a rapport with your costar. But considering it was Taehyung Kim, you supposed you were lucky that she even waited this long.
You cleared your throat, finally letting your eyes wander to Taehyung’s side of the mirror. His gaze was trained on his phone, his thumb scrolling through whatever social media app he currently had open. “So, I, um, I have a favor to ask you,” you started. Taehyung’s brows drew together, a frown appearing on his face as his gaze met yours in the mirror. “Or really, it’s a request,” you clarified.
He turned his phone screen off. “Can’t wait to hear this one,” he mumbled sarcastically.
You shoved down your instinct to bite back a reply, truly wanting Kailee to have a good experience when meeting someone she liked so much. “My best friend is coming to set today,” you explained, keeping your voice even. “She’s a really big fan of yours. She’s followed your career since your first American movie. Can I just ask for you to be nice to her? It doesn’t matter how you feel about me, but I don’t want that to rub off on her, okay?”
Taehyung snickered. “Do I have to pretend I’m in love with her too?”
“No,” you replied through gritted teeth. “I’m just asking for you not to be an asshole for a single day.” You rubbed your temple tiredly, already feeling a headache coming on from even being near him. “I’m telling the truth,” you insisted. “She genuinely likes you, god knows why. It would suck for you to treat her like shit when she’s supported you from the very beginning.”
Taehyung licked his lips, his eyes guarded as he looked back at you. After a few more moments, he nodded his head. “What’s her name?” he asked.
“Kailee.”
“I’ll play along,”
he promised, brushing a piece of his hair back. “That means you owe me two
favors,” he added, sending you a wink through the mirror.

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His plush lips slowly parted at the sight laid in front of him; a celestial creature perched nonchalantly on his windowsill, your arms wound with fascinating black tattoos spiralling up your skin. A pair of curled wings were suspended from your back in the same charcoal colour, feathers fluttering from the light breeze entering through the window you sat on. You wore a T-shirt hung down lazily to your thighs, a ethereal sparkle to your skin that glistened in the cool light of the night sky.
“I… who… what are you?” Jimin uttered softly, his voice raising a little higher out of pure shock as his eyes bore into you, your appearance like something out of a twisted fairy tale.
Your dark eyes shifted almost uncomfortably, a pretty sigh echoing through your glossed lips at the question.
“You’re in danger,” you spoke at last, an enchanted tone to your surprisingly husky voice that sent a spark rushing down his spine with a feeling he couldn’t understand nor explain. “I can’t say much, and I get how this looks, but you’re going to have to trust me on this.”
gentle and kind things in the world
I recieved an anxious message from a dear friend of mine who is travelling back home, about an experience they just had at the Rochester Station:

