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MAKE A WISH
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I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK
WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK
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HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE
MAKE A WISH
the first post ever on tumblr
I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK
WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK
reblog this because it shows up every blue moon
THE NATIONAL MUSEUM OF BRAZIL.
That’s what we’ve lost. 200 years of our Natural History, Archaeology and Ethnology.
this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!
ehh what the hell
OH MY GOD SO NO FUCKIN BULLSHIT I SWEAR To GOD. I reblogged this an hour ago and IM NOT Lying My Tax Refund which I did in late march popped into my Bank Account, and it was a Decent sized amount……
WHAT THE FUCK Is THIS MAGIC!??!?!?! Im trying this again IM NOT BSing hahahaha thats actually pretty cool xD
yooooo
yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
FUCKIN YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
no BULLSHIT I KID YOU NOT! Look what I found while walking Home…..
OH MY GOD
OH MY F*CKIN GOD
THIS POST FUCKIN WORKS?!?!?! THIS IS PAST A COINCIDENCE NO WAY!??! NO FRIGGIN WAY!!!
Im Going to reblog this every day to test this, its MAGIC ITS FRIGGIN MAGIC
I need to believe in the heart of the post…
Oh? Well… *reblag*
i reblogged this and now my uncle is giving me 250 to dye my hair nani the fucko
I have nothing to lose
my palm was itchin today not riskin it
I always reblog the money posts cause I can’t afford not too lol
It works. I just got $300 for no reason.
Money dog is my friend
Money dog is the shit
I believe in the money dog😀
I believe in the money 🐶
Bless me pls money pup 🙏🐕
Just woke up 🙌🏿
Pplease😭🙏🏽
Doing this again because last time I reblogged this I got $50
y’all I have $88 in my account I need all the help I can get
I have less than that I need money ASAP cuz I may have added an expense onto my expensive trip at the end of the month.
Pior do que não ter asas é ter apenas uma
Meu corpo, que me leva, um pouco por vontade, outro pouco por vontade de achar que me leva. Quando tudo é contingência. Quando, na realidade brotam sonhos que enveredam os meus atos, que enchem os meus olhos, que ramificam os fatos. Eu tenho olhos para amar. E tenho um coração que é como um fígado para o amor. Eu escolho não mais sofrer, supondo que tenha escolha. E vem de lá pra cá uma falta de escolha que me vara como flecha. Faço dela um poema, um desenho, qualquer coisa. Outro dia olhei para o céu escuro e fiquei aterrorizado. É um abismo terrível, pensei. Eu sentia que podia cair para o céu. Cair para o céu, para sempre! Mas, cair para o céu? Então eu sentia que podia voar, e estava tudo bem. O medo é só um jeito viciado de olhar, pensei. E viciei em desatar medos. E tive medo de não mais ter medos. E esse medo me salvou. Pior do que não ter asas é ter apenas uma, pensei. Bem no topo de mim de onde tudo vejo como um ciclope. E por trás desse olho penso que penso que penso que penso que penso que penso que penso… Numa dízima periódica. Chegando ela a fazer uma parábola suave e elegante rumo à escuridão de mim mesmo. Donde tudo chega e parte. Donde as lágrimas já não têm força para sair. Donde sou. Mistério! Mas o mundo é o que me importa de verdade. A beleza em suas formas. A beleza da beleza. O mundo que me enche, ao passo que eu também o encho. Pessoas espirituosas, como eu as amo! Vocês são por si só uma razão para existir. Lindos! Tudo o que consegue cruzar a longa parábola, para dentro ou para fora, vale a pena. Tudo o que tem força. Que seja para amar ou para doer. Esse arco cujas pontas não se veem. Do mundo para mim, entre mim e o mundo. Mas é sempre só eu, absolutamente só. O mundo são sensações que não passam de preconceitos. Ó clausura! Ó mistério! Quanto silêncio. Quero gritar o mais alto que puder para quem sabe ecoar.
Do you ever just go wow I have a lot of repressed anger
this is me all the time to my friends!!!
Three cheers for these guys [x]
This is how to be a good ally.
Using their Bro-ness for good, not evil
So a tiny story: on Black Friday a few weeks ago I went to Gamestop to buy my brother a game for Christmas, and I noticed this older man was watching me like a hawk. He was loitering around the front of the store without really buying anything, and every time I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye he was looking at me. I went to look at the PS4 games, and he was looking at something right behind me. I checked out the Nintendo games, and he was looking at them too. I was the only woman in the store, by the way.
By the time I got in line to pay he was loitering at the front of the store again, and I just had that feeling that he was going to try and take the game I just bought, or steal my purse, as soon as I left the store. OR, he was going to try and follow me home. And I know I don’t have to explain that terror to any woman reading this, but all I could think was that I’m in this Gamestop alone with at least twenty other men and something is about to happen. I’m beginning to freak out, to the point where I’ve just pulled my pepper spray out of my purse and into the pocket of my coat.
So there I am, next in line to pay, and there is this GIGANTIC dudebro right behind me, and I say gigantic as a 6 foot tall woman. He says, “Ma’am? Don’t be offended, but would it be alright if I walked you to your car?” and I was like “Are you serious?” and he was like “There are some weird guys in here right now. Have you noticed that guy watching you?” and then I showed the dudebro the pepper spray in my pocket and he was like “Right on. Would you still let me walk you to your car?” and I said yes.
So I paid, and waited while HE paid, and he walked me to my car. And just as I was getting in, the weird guy who’d been loitering came out of the store, saw me and my dudebro, and turned around and walked away in the opposite direction.
In short: men who recognize that women are unsafe in dark alleys, college campuses, grocery stores, gas stations and retail stores and do something about it are the kind of quality men that this world needs more of.
Please for the love of god yes.
The Warrior protects.
He does this through his Prowess, his Ability to Protect.
His fight Ability, combined with his Willingness to Protect, earns him Worth in the eyes of his fellow Men.
Train and fight!
Always protect those in need!
WarriorMale
Harley Quinn in Batgirl #18
diga não ao preconceito
menina dançante da pele preta com cabelo desgrenhado ao luar habitante de um mundo com alma negra vive dançando, não deixa de sonhar. menina flutuante de um universo sem pudor obrigada a aceitar, suportar e superar toda a dor que recebe de peito aberto por ser quem é. segue um caminho enfeitado com tudo que é feio por saber que o belo está dentro dela e ninguém entende de onde vem a força dessa menina que naturalmente faz a ruptura de padrões de forma linda quebrando laços que nunca deveriam ter nascido tirando a força do orgulho que tem da sua melanina.
Pooh stop running from your fucking problems
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