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whatisonyobiscuit:

starrysleeper:

tribblesexual-jotunn:

thelilnan:

I am really bothered by the fact that basically the only reason why gay marriage is illegal is because some people think it’s disgusting. You know, I think peas are disgusting but we’re noT MAKING THAT ILLEGAL ARE WE 

what’s wrong with you peas are delicious

gay people are delicious too

no dessert for you until you eat all your gays 

what the fuck just happened here

Um, i’ll eat those gays if your aren’t gonna finish ‘em?

damagedfeelingss:

disconte-nt:
Way too many people know the significance if this

damagedfeelingss:

disconte-nt:

Way too many people know the significance if this

for-fuck-sakeee:

heygirlitsmaddie:

This is one of the most triggering things ever..

i need to cut. i need to cut. 


Please don’t.

for-fuck-sakeee:

heygirlitsmaddie:

This is one of the most triggering things ever..

i need to cut. i need to cut. 

Please don’t.

distraction:

everyone should reblog this just in case someone needs a sign to not do it

distraction:

everyone should reblog this just in case someone needs a sign to not do it

desolve:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.His bed was next to the room’s only window.The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.The men talked for hours on end.They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.Days, weeks and months passed.One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.It faced a blank wall.The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’Epilogue:There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’The origin of this letter is unknown, but please pass it on.

desolve:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.


She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.
‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

The origin of this letter is unknown, but please pass it on.

I HATE WHEN BOYS ARE SAD BECAUSE THEY COULD BE LITERALLY ABOUT TO BREAK DOWN BUT THEY STILL TRY TO BE TOUGH AND MANLY AND I JUST WANT TO HOLD THEM AND RUB THEIR BACK 

blissfulcatharsis:

even on tumblr i’m the quiet kid that sits in the corner and doesn’t really know anyone

lahero-myhero:

asdfghjonjon:

iwillmindfuckyou:

spaceballs-the-url:

harlequin-minds:

superiorlemon:

sir-pimp-master-arthur:

all-the-boys-want-this-hero:

assortedstufffuckyeah:

aquus:

pizzaforpresident:

my mom has the same scarf

i love her hair who did it

Those are some very nice seats!

I wonder what track she’s on…. By the map behind her, I think she’s on the blue one.

I really love her choice in clothing omg

look at that cool artwork next to her on the window

oh I really like her tights they’re tealish green very pretty

I bet she’s going to the airport.

I don’t think brown chairs and brown floor was a good idea, they should have mixed the colours up a bit, added a splash of red maybe
I really like her skirt. It’s pretty.

DO NONE OF YOU NOTICE THE TRAIL OF BLOOD LEADING TO THE DEAD PEOPLE IN THE BACKGROUND? WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL?!

lahero-myhero:

asdfghjonjon:

iwillmindfuckyou:

spaceballs-the-url:

harlequin-minds:

superiorlemon:

sir-pimp-master-arthur:

all-the-boys-want-this-hero:

assortedstufffuckyeah:

aquus:

pizzaforpresident:

my mom has the same scarf

i love her hair who did it

Those are some very nice seats!

I wonder what track she’s on…. By the map behind her, I think she’s on the blue one.

I really love her choice in clothing omg

look at that cool artwork next to her on the window

oh I really like her tights they’re tealish green very pretty

I bet she’s going to the airport.

I don’t think brown chairs and brown floor was a good idea, they should have mixed the colours up a bit, added a splash of red maybe

I really like her skirt. It’s pretty.

DO NONE OF YOU NOTICE THE TRAIL OF BLOOD LEADING TO THE DEAD PEOPLE IN THE BACKGROUND? WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL?!

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nerdofchaos:

recreationalcannibalism:

the-adequate-gatsby:

stultifyandstupefy:

derpes:

And God said unto Abraham, “Abraham.”

And Abraham replied, “What.”

God said to John, “Come forth and receive eternal life.” But John came fifth and won a toaster.

And Judas approached the rabbis and Pharisees saying, “The one whom I kiss is the one you seek.”

To which they responded, “Gay.” 

And thus, god made Eve. And she was bammin’ slammin’ bootylicious.

see you all in hell