"My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations" - Augustus Waters, "The Fault in Our Stars"

I'm going to use this as my desktop so I don't feel tempted to go on tumblr.

Story idea I came up with about a brother who's getting married and the younger sister who has a problem with the fiance. Based on my own feelings about a person in my school.
 
Winnifred "Freddie" Thorne: youngest sibling of the Thorne family. Dislikes her brother's fiance for no apparent reason to anyone else. Can't wait to go to college to escape her father.
 
Prather Thorne: Oldest of the siblings. Just figured out what direction she's headed in life. Embraces mistakes as a part of herself and never lets other people get her down.
 
Gabriel Thorne: Middle brother of the three. Much older than Freddie, though younger by a few years than Prather. Considers himself lucky he found the girl of his dreams early and can't wait to start a life with her.
 
Hannah Young: Went to college with Gabriel and loved him from the start, though it took them three years of being friends to get together. Thought she would get along great with his family, but can't understand why Freddie dislikes her.

I know I've already done a Peter Pan set, but I loved the song so much that I wanted to do another one :)

The Lucases, one of the wealthier families in the county, love to hold parties at their plantation every so often to keep the community together and so Mr. Lucas, as kind-hearted as he is, can show off a little bit. Everyone looks forward to them, and each is planned with great care. A week or so before the upcoming party, the community has a new member: Mr. Charles Bingley from England. He arrives with his sisters, his brother-in-law, and a good friend, Mr. William Darcy. Being a tight-knit community who usually does not receive any visitors or new neighbors, all the county begins to buzz with this news. No one knows why the Bingleys are in town, for sure, but they're happy that they're here all the same. Immediately, Mr. Lucas invites them to the party, and they accept.
Charlotte, Elizabeth's close friend and colleague at the school where both work, meets them early on, and introduces Mr. Bingley to Elizabeth and Jane at the party. All three get along wonderfully, especially Jane and Mr. Bingley. It's not until later, when someone turns on the music and people begins dancing, that Elizabeth encounters Mr. Darcy, and her opinion of him declines with every word he says.

"And that I'll fight my corner
And that tonight I'll call you
After my blood is drowning in alcohol.
No I just wanna hold you..."

My tribute to one of my new favorite bands, Little Mix! I think all the girls are extremely talented and love Jade and Perrie's voices in particular. All of them are amazing, though, and I hope that they continue to have success in the future :)

I wanted to put "Change Your Life" or "We Are Who We Are" by Little Mix on here, but "Wings" gets the message across all the same.
This is just something I've noticed with girls on the internet. A lot of them say that they hate life, they hate themselves, that they're ugly and socially awkward. I feel like I'm the only one who likes my life and who I am. It's hard to get to that point where you're comfortable with yourself, but you need to find that point. Confidence helps so much in life, and a lot of people find negativity to be a turn-off.
So if you're like me, and you actually like your life, your family, your friends, and/or yourself and who you are inside, like this post and share it! Spread the positivity around! The internet needs it.
<3

I don't know why I made this set. I just had the photo in my drafts and I just had fun.

Tom Hiddleston as Charles Bingley
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*sing song* I love Tom Hiddleston because he is so attractive and his hair is amazing!
I think he would make the perfect Bingley. He has that wonderfully happy face and he's incredibly attractive. I can imagine him being kind of quiet, awkward, and really sweet. He'd also look amazing with Clemence Poesy.
Bingley met Darcy at university their first year. At a party, Darcy stayed in the same place the whole time, simply holding a cup of some alcoholic drink in his hand. Bingley, noticing Darcy's lofty attitudes and being a talkative and cheerful person, decided to try to make conversation. At first, it was very one-sided and Bingley thought he wouldn't be able to crack the other boy's exterior. Then, at some comment Bingley made about the hosts of the party, Darcy's lips twitched into a small smile. He looked down at Bingley (being a couple of inches taller at the time) and said, "William Darcy." Bingley greeted in a similar manner, and from then on the two were friends. No one understood how an optimistic, personable boy like Bingley could be friends with a seemingly pompous Darcy, but then again, no one truly knew Darcy except for Bingley.

When I was younger, around elementary years, I used to think of people as colors. My sunday school teacher was a soft gray because her voice reminded me of ocean waves on a cloudy day. My father was a golden brown, happy and optimistic about life almost every moment of the day. To compliment Daddy, a sky blue hue surrounded Mama, as she was almost as cheerful but sweeter, gentler than he was. I thought of a color for everyone, different hues and shades; some were duller, some brighter, some darker, some lighter. I never truly fell in love with someone's colors, though, until I got to know one of my closest friends. With his wavy hair, puppy eyes, and caring smile, his colors were delicate, soft to the touch and comforting. I saw swirls of warm gold and light pink around him, colors that immediately calmed me down whenever I saw them. They became brighter when he smiled, and softer when he didn't. I don't think he knew the extent to which he made me feel safe and happy; he just knew that he was the one I went to whenever I needed someone there.
Eventually, I developed a small crush on him, which made my own colors, apricot orange and evening sky blue (the color of my eyes), shine more brightly. This crush grew and grew until just seeing him made me more bubbly and confident. I would rest my head on his shoulders when we watched movies, and he would wrap an arm gently around my shoulders. We would sit in complete silence throughout the entire film, just resting comfortably in each other presences. I thought it could happen between us, honestly thought he would see in me what I saw in him.
But as junior year rolled around, my colors began to change until both were vibrant, almost violently bright. I don't know how the change occurred, but my personality changed with it, and I became almost a different person. I talked much less and drew into myself a lot more. I put a lot more effort into those classes where emotions could be expressed. My grades slowly slipped down to a B or B+ average in the other classes. I took to wearing my hair down more, not brushing it as well because it gave me a wilder look, and I began wearing makeup. Oddly enough, though, I felt happier this way, like I was becoming me.
My regret during those years comes from the fact that my colors no longer complimented his. He still remained the sweet puppy that was soft and gentle and didn't want to hurt anyone. He acted the same around me, but I acted differently around him, thinking that he'd still accept me. People grow, though, and they change, and though I still saw that he cared for me in his eyes, I knew that my colors had grown less lovely in his view. Mine were almost violent, as I said, and his were still the warm gold and light pink that I loved for the rest of my life.