#jacel

So you guys look at us like we're crazy when we 'fangirl'(fangirl being a gender neutral term) when you'll never know (if you dont try to know):

When you get the notification on your phone (or whatever device) telling you that a new fanfic is up after you've been scrolling through Tumblr for hours

When you read the fanfic and uncontrollably smile and giggle when the source of the fandom does something cute

When you start to feel angry when one of the source start to miscommunicate and leave you on a ledge until the next update

(When you finally get you prayers to the author answered) when the source finally get together and have a well deserved moment

When you feel happy for them like you know them IRL and leave Kudos

When it says 'You already left Kudos here' and you begin to feel disgusted with the system that only let's you leave Kudos once

When you feel highly offended and read the fanfic all over again and start feeling better

When you start to count all the fanfic you consume as 'reading' (everyone else around you thinks your 'reading' too) so you get called 'nerd' or 'bookworm' from time to time but they don't know

When you start reading all the Angst and Intimate Fanfic and you thought that it was Fluff and get taken for a whirlwind

(FOR THE AUTHORS) (p.s. Thxs(:)

When you look down at your phone and smile because of your fanfic appreciating your work or the Fandom basically smothering you in support, love, and ideas when you writers block (yeah we got you authors we understand)

So join us *Join Us whispers* *in a good way* we are amazing

#Hadii Aad Leedahay #Tilmaamahaan Waxaa #Xaqiiqo ah In #Jaceylkaagu Dhab Yahay.. ‘Jaceylka #dhabta Ah’.

Soomaali ahaan Jaceylka waxaa laga fahmay maalmihii ugu danbeeyey mid aan waxba kajirin lagana guul gaarin kana suulay qoysaska Soomaalida inkastoo fikradaha lagu kala duwanyahay.

Hadbaa Tilmaamaha Jaceylka waa kuwa qof waliba dhinac ka fahmayo aan bayaansho hadalkeeygee Sifaadka qofka wax jecel waxaan kusoo koobanayaa Sedex qodob oo aan u arko inuu muhiim yahay.

-) Nafta jaceylka dareemeysa waa…

Being away has made me think about a lot of things, and I know that I promised I’d talk to you, that I’d tell you what was going on with me but I never really did, did I? I miss you a lot. I don’t know why. You were always the two people that were most important to me, that kept me on the right track, the two people that truly cared about me and that I had no choice but to let in. I feel like I hurt you with the way I act, how cold and sarcastic I truly became, but I just can’t help it. There were always things we didn’t talk about, things that were left unsaid, topics that you were too scared to talk about and so was I. 

Mom, I know you think you made a lot of mistakes, and I always felt like maybe one of them was me, maybe it was ever having children, me and Allie and Allie, I know you’re going to read this and maybe you won’t understand, maybe it’s because you always felt loved and safe or maybe it’s because you were always just as scared to me. The distance between us means I feel like I can say all of this. When I come back, in however long it takes before this trip ends and you see me face to face, and you know everything, when I’ve said all that there is left to say, please, don’t hate me. That’s what I was always afraid of. You hating me. The reason behind all the things left unsaid and maybe you liked it that way, maybe you liked knowing that I was too scared to even bring up the things you didn’t want me too.