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Sep 14, 2014 / 218,814 notes

queen-elsa-of-pokemon:

reluctantisthehero:

Stop. Read this.

That shirt looks great on you.

I like it when you smile

I care about you.

It’s gonna be okay.

I’m so happy you’re alive.

Stay strong, everyone.

This needs to be on everyone’s dash

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Sep 10, 2014 / 873,050 notes

Reblog if you don’t care if someone is transgender, straight, gay, lesbian or bisexual.

help-im-free:

starsofgallifrey:

nniam:

braveststyles:

 

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My followers better all reblog this.

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There should be more notes

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REBLOG FOLLOWERS.

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As long as you’re willing to love, you’re alright in my book <3

 i fucking love this.

This is amazing <3

No H8

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If you don’t rebolg this:

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^ you sir, killed me

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destined4nirvana:

sad-butsassy:

mashtonpotatoes:

slowlylosinglbs:

seeyanightvale:

eutux1a:

It’s been a few hours, you’ve just been hanging there. You’ve been quiet, too quiet. Usually there’s music playing, or your foot steps could be heard. But today, you’re quiet. Your little sister, who doesn’t normally come to greet you because you lock yourself away, decides to see what you’re doing. She assumes you’re taking a nap, or doing some homework quietly. She runs up the stairs, eager to see, but she comes to an immediate halt. You’re not doing your homework, nor taking a nap. Your music isn’t playing and you aren’t walking around. You’re hanging there, completely still, now just like her. At this moment, her whole world shatters. Everything she has ever known, looked up to, loved, is hanging there by a thread. At this moment, her life has been changed forever. At this moment, she wishes she was hanging with you.
Before you decide to take your life, imagine who will find you. Imagine them walking into a room, and seeing you just hanging there. Whether it be your little sister, little brother, mother father, grandparents, a friend. Imagine what will happen when they find you. No, they will not say “Finally, they’re gone.” No, they will not say “I’m happy they did that.” No, they will not say “I never loved them anyways.” They will die. Their hearts will break. They will hurt, more than you ever could. They will cry, scream, and break down. They’ll believe it’s all just a dream, praying to wake up. Except, they won’t feel that for a few seconds, or a few days, not weeks, nor months. They will feel that until the day they die. Everyday will be hell. They’ll think of you ever second. They’ll hate themselves for not being able to help or save you. They’ll wish they could die too. They’ll want to give up, just to be with you. They won’t be ever be happy again. They won’t smile. They won’t go back to their daily routine. They’ll die every time they walk past your room, or see a picture of you, or think of a memory with you. They’ll think, but stay quiet. They’ll visit your grave, feeling a knife go through their chest every time. And every morning when they wake up, no matter how long it’s been, they’ll wake up to thinking they’ll see you, only to be let down once again. And every night, they will cry themselves to sleep, because even though they refuse to admit it, know you’re gone forever.
Before you decide to take your life, think of your family, burying you. Yes, your own mother and father are planning your funeral. It’s supposed to be the other way around, but it’s not. They’ll have to call the cops, sign a death certificate, pick out clothing, buy a tomb stone, a casket, pick out flower arrangements, and more; All for their child’s funeral. The morning of your funeral, everyone who loves you is wearing black. Tears are streaming down their face, while their heart is breaking. Everyone who you thought didn’t need you, or didn’t care, are waiting in line to see you. They aren’t waiting in line at a party, or a graduation, or at a wedding reception. They’re waiting to see you, hands folded, lifeless, in a casket.
Before you decide to take your life, think of everyone you will be hurting. Don’t you dare say no one, because absolutely everyone will be affected. Your grandparents, won’t have a grandchild anymore. Your parents, won’t have a child anymore. Your brother or sister, won’t have a sibling anymore. Your pet, won’t have an owner anymore. That person you sit next to in class, won’t feel your presence anymore. Your teacher, won’t have a student anymore. That time your grandparents told you no, will haunt them forever, thinking it is their fault, that you are now dead. That time your parents yelled at you, will haunt them forever, thinking if they didn’t yell at you, you would still be here. That time your sibling said they hated you, will hate themselves, because they believe you would still be alive if they said they loved you instead. Those kids who made you feel bad, will wish they were dead too, because if they just smiled at you instead, you would be here. That teacher that said you didn’t meet her expectations, will feel like a failure, because you would still be here, if she believed in you. Everyone, who has ever been in your presence, will hurt, because if they showed you they cared, you would still be here.
Before you decide to take your life, think. Don’t just think of yourself, think of the consequences for everyone else. No one’s life will be the same again. That person who God made specially for you, won’t have you. That happiness that was waiting for you, will never show again. Before you decide to take your life, realize that you may be ending your pain, but you’ll be starting a lifetime of everyone elses.
If you are feeling alone, and think that suicide is the only way out:
My ask is open, and I’m always here. I’ll never judge you. I’ll try to help you.
If you are thinking of taking your life, call:
1-800-784-2433
1-800-SUICIDE

You stupid motherfuckers, don’t you dare not reblog this. Because this deserves 100K notes more than pictures of your favourite gay couple or cute cats, and yet it has 243 notes. 243 fucking notes? Fuck that. Fucking signal boost this.

I wish she had seen this.

You could save a life tonight with just one reblog

oh god I wish he had seen this that night

guys you could save a life tonight I dont care if your a colour blog or whatever reblog this now
Aug 23, 2014 / 488,889 notes

destined4nirvana:

sad-butsassy:

mashtonpotatoes:

slowlylosinglbs:

seeyanightvale:

eutux1a:

It’s been a few hours, you’ve just been hanging there. You’ve been quiet, too quiet. Usually there’s music playing, or your foot steps could be heard. But today, you’re quiet. Your little sister, who doesn’t normally come to greet you because you lock yourself away, decides to see what you’re doing. She assumes you’re taking a nap, or doing some homework quietly. She runs up the stairs, eager to see, but she comes to an immediate halt. You’re not doing your homework, nor taking a nap. Your music isn’t playing and you aren’t walking around. You’re hanging there, completely still, now just like her. At this moment, her whole world shatters. Everything she has ever known, looked up to, loved, is hanging there by a thread. At this moment, her life has been changed forever. At this moment, she wishes she was hanging with you.

Before you decide to take your life, imagine who will find you. Imagine them walking into a room, and seeing you just hanging there. Whether it be your little sister, little brother, mother father, grandparents, a friend. Imagine what will happen when they find you. No, they will not say “Finally, they’re gone.” No, they will not say “I’m happy they did that.” No, they will not say “I never loved them anyways.” They will die. Their hearts will break. They will hurt, more than you ever could. They will cry, scream, and break down. They’ll believe it’s all just a dream, praying to wake up. Except, they won’t feel that for a few seconds, or a few days, not weeks, nor months. They will feel that until the day they die. Everyday will be hell. They’ll think of you ever second. They’ll hate themselves for not being able to help or save you. They’ll wish they could die too. They’ll want to give up, just to be with you. They won’t be ever be happy again. They won’t smile. They won’t go back to their daily routine. They’ll die every time they walk past your room, or see a picture of you, or think of a memory with you. They’ll think, but stay quiet. They’ll visit your grave, feeling a knife go through their chest every time. And every morning when they wake up, no matter how long it’s been, they’ll wake up to thinking they’ll see you, only to be let down once again. And every night, they will cry themselves to sleep, because even though they refuse to admit it, know you’re gone forever.

Before you decide to take your life, think of your family, burying you. Yes, your own mother and father are planning your funeral. It’s supposed to be the other way around, but it’s not. They’ll have to call the cops, sign a death certificate, pick out clothing, buy a tomb stone, a casket, pick out flower arrangements, and more; All for their child’s funeral. The morning of your funeral, everyone who loves you is wearing black. Tears are streaming down their face, while their heart is breaking. Everyone who you thought didn’t need you, or didn’t care, are waiting in line to see you. They aren’t waiting in line at a party, or a graduation, or at a wedding reception. They’re waiting to see you, hands folded, lifeless, in a casket.

Before you decide to take your life, think of everyone you will be hurting. Don’t you dare say no one, because absolutely everyone will be affected. Your grandparents, won’t have a grandchild anymore. Your parents, won’t have a child anymore. Your brother or sister, won’t have a sibling anymore. Your pet, won’t have an owner anymore. That person you sit next to in class, won’t feel your presence anymore. Your teacher, won’t have a student anymore. That time your grandparents told you no, will haunt them forever, thinking it is their fault, that you are now dead. That time your parents yelled at you, will haunt them forever, thinking if they didn’t yell at you, you would still be here. That time your sibling said they hated you, will hate themselves, because they believe you would still be alive if they said they loved you instead. Those kids who made you feel bad, will wish they were dead too, because if they just smiled at you instead, you would be here. That teacher that said you didn’t meet her expectations, will feel like a failure, because you would still be here, if she believed in you. Everyone, who has ever been in your presence, will hurt, because if they showed you they cared, you would still be here.

Before you decide to take your life, think. Don’t just think of yourself, think of the consequences for everyone else. No one’s life will be the same again. That person who God made specially for you, won’t have you. That happiness that was waiting for you, will never show again. Before you decide to take your life, realize that you may be ending your pain, but you’ll be starting a lifetime of everyone elses.

If you are feeling alone, and think that suicide is the only way out:

My ask is open, and I’m always here. I’ll never judge you. I’ll try to help you.

If you are thinking of taking your life, call:

1-800-784-2433

1-800-SUICIDE

You stupid motherfuckers, don’t you dare not reblog this. Because this deserves 100K notes more than pictures of your favourite gay couple or cute cats, and yet it has 243 notes. 243 fucking notes? Fuck that. Fucking signal boost this.

I wish she had seen this.

You could save a life tonight with just one reblog

oh god I wish he had seen this that night

guys you could save a life tonight I dont care if your a colour blog or whatever reblog this now

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Aug 9, 2014 / 1,532,384 notes

Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.

beauty-of-hurricane:

pretty—lov3:

youtubemeatsix:

libblyster16:

despondencey:

pahnties:

myswagisnice:

I love my mom.

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I am risking nothing

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I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY

Will not risk.

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sorry followers :(

sorry guys i love my mom 

proof that i’m in too deep into tumblr: I’m actually reblogging this :P

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My mums already dead ….

(via sensationially)

Aug 6, 2014 / 6,099 notes

tyleroakley:

NEW VIDEO: “The Morphed YouTubers Challenge" featuring Marcus Butler! As always, reblog if you ship #MYLER and want a Tumblr follow from me! I’ll be stalking… ;]

Jul 30, 2014 / 1,679 notes

eosthetic:

******Hey guys, I have an important post.********

If you’ve been following me, you know that my family’s financial situation is very bad right now. My mom is a single mother on a low teacher’s salary, taking an expensive college AQ course to possibly up her salary (though that’s not guaranteed). We have three dogs, who have various health problems that are very expensive, and I have health problems and medications myself that aren’t all covered. My estranged father, who abused and stalked (and still stalks) me, has illegally stopped paying child support for me, and we will have to go to court over it, meaning a lawyer we can’t afford. Our car is constantly having expensive problems and we can’t pay most of our bills anymore. I’ve been trying to get a job for a long time to help with this but because I should have graduated high school by now and haven’t (I’m in an alternative education plan, here’s a post explaining all that), nobody will hire me. (It doesn’t help that I have a severe anxiety disorder and can barely leave my house as of right now.) We can’t buy groceries anymore, my nana is paying for all our food and other expenses, all my mom’s credit cards are maxed out and her bank account is essentially empty- she already emptied her retirement fund completely. Our small house that we rent is no longer something we can afford and it’s a matter of time before we lose it. Because of the lack of child support, we will be homeless and have to go live in one room of my nana’s house, which is unfair to her, but also our dogs, and unfortunately me because she criticizes just about everything about me and it would be a very bad place for me to be every day. As of right now, my mom and I are just trying to make it through the next month, day by day. We’re doing everything we can to get money, hoping that if we can just make our rent for a month or two longer and manage to go to court and get my child support payments back, then we would have enough money to get a cheap apartment. This is the goal. We’re having a huge garage sale and selling much of our other stuff, I’m babysitting as much as I can and my mom is probably going to get a job waitress-ing for the month of August until her work and college course start up, and I am still desperately trying to get hired somewhere.

But, the point of this post!!!!! I am selling many of my clothes, shoes, jewelry and make-up to help contribute to our savings jar. There’s nothing over $20, almost all of it has never been worn, and in my opinion it’s all very cute!

I’m really begging you guys to please check it out and see if there’s anything you like and/or can afford, and if not, please please please reblog this to spread it around, every penny counts right now and we could use this so so much, both my mom and I haven’t really slept in weeks, we’re so stressed out knowing any day now we won’t have a home.

Here is the link to my store, it means the world to me if you help us, no matter how little the cost. All of it is going towards keeping us stable.

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Jul 28, 2014 / 15,398 notes

RIP, Anne

inspiration-hazza-run-dry:

Tonight we sadly have to announce that nipschapelcheshire, formally known as Anne, has committed suicide. I do not know much about her, all I know is there was an alert post that went out about how she was planning her suicide tonight, and I was too late. We were all too late. Even if you did not know Anne, please reblog this to let everyone know that we’ve lost a beautiful addition to the tumblr family. RIP, Anne. You will be missed.

(via sensationially)

Jul 20, 2014 / 73,371 notes

ally0mazing:

Harry potter and the sorceror’s sass
The chamber of sassiness
The prisoner of sasskaban
The goblet of sass
The sass blood prince
The sassy hallows

The sassiest boy who lived…..

(via sensationially)

death-by-lulz:

Meet Simba. He’s a Leonberger
I WANNA PET THE SIMBA WANNA HUG THE SIMBA WANNA POSSIBLY RIDE SIMBA INTO BATTLE. LOOK AT THAT FACE. SIMBA IS READY. “COME MY HUMAN. WE RIDE AT DAWN”
Jul 15, 2014 / 552,453 notes

death-by-lulz:

Meet Simba. He’s a Leonberger

I WANNA PET THE SIMBA WANNA HUG THE SIMBA WANNA POSSIBLY RIDE SIMBA INTO BATTLE. LOOK AT THAT FACE. SIMBA IS READY. “COME MY HUMAN. WE RIDE AT DAWN”

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Jul 15, 2014 / 4,074 notes

lifeimagines:

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REBLOG BEFORE ITS TOO LATE

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Jul 14, 2014 / 10,201 notes
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2014 so far

puppyresidue:

fabuloushetahungary:

toroheicho:

omidtheamnesiacender:

punished-gagsy:

anguisant:

the-internet-addict:

smallvagina:

kawaiiibatman:

smallvagina:

January: Selfie Olympics

February: Flappy Bird

lets see how the rest of the year goes

March: No Oscar for Leonardo DeCaprio

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April: it’s a metaphors, you’re a metaphors, we are a metaphor, if I see another metaphor I’m going to kill someone

May:

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June:

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Wonder how July is gonna be

i will keep reblogging this each month

July:

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Jul 13, 2014 / 2,071 notes

hellashemmo:

amnesia makes me want to sit on my roof at night and stare at the stars and contemplate the existence of everything

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Jul 13, 2014 / 1,702 notes

drawing-5sos:

Even through the gifs you can see how many emotions he puts in a song.

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Jul 13, 2014 / 15,594 notes

lookslikehecansurf:

"thanks you" x

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