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The new addition to the family! This is our first time having a dog in two year, before that was a dog we had for 16 years and died of old age. This puppy is such a sweet girl ☺️

#labradoodle #puppy

Have you ever had your heart broken?

I think maybe once but not for awhile now

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Chubby Puppies That Look Like Teddy Bears

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im crying

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im so happy

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@i-want-to-be-wonderwoman @i-run-i-read

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Fluffy babies 😍 If I ever die and come back as a dog, I wanna be the smol white fluffball

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😍😍😍

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OMG THIS IS THE CUTEST THING

#naww #so cute

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Alicja Zmyslowska is a pet photographer based in Poland that takes incredibly vibrant and lively portraits of dogs for a living.

Hogwarts: External Views (1/3)

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WDAS Films 1937 - 2016 (minus all but two package films)

#faves #yes

sobeitjayt

No lie i cant wait to be in a real ass relationship

bey

I love when dogs are mildly excited and u start encouraging them like “what is it?!” and their tail goes from a level five to level eighty.

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#justiceformuslims

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I love every single person who reblogged this

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I don’t think people realize how much of an impact this kind of support can have, I don’t think everyone knows what these little things can mean to us.

It may just be me, I don’t know. But every single time I see this on my dash or on someone’s blog or anywhere else, I kind of just breathe a sigh of relief. That’s one more person who cares. That’s one more person who doesn’t hate me.

Because it means so much, especially when all the media is spewing out is that I’m a terrible person and no one wants people like me near them. It means so much because I’m tired of people who won’t sit next to me in class, or who choose to join the longer line at the grocery store because they don’t want to be beside me and my family. It means so much when I have to lift my head any time someone says the words Islam or Muslim because I’m scared that they’ll say something that’ll hurt, when I have to pay attention to the news because who knows what so and so is saying now, who knows which of my people are being attacked now, who knows what’s going to happen to me now.

It means so much because I’ve been given the idea that the world is against me. And a huge part of it may be, but at least I’ve been reminded that some of it, just a small group of people, acknowledges that I’m a person too. That people like me are just that, people.

Maybe it’s just me, I don’t know. But now you do, so thank you for believing that I’m human when so many people don’t.