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@life-hater101
He is my brother. He is my best friend. He happens to be a co-worker.
You have been visited by the Chan of wealth, reblog this and you will have money come to you!
I REBLOGGED THIS YESTERDAY AND LIKE 2 HOURS LATER THE WALLET I HAD LOST 6 HOURS AWAY FROM HOME THAT HAD MY DEBIT CARD AND LIKE 80 DOLLARS IN CASH WAS DELIVERED TO MY HOUSE WITH NO RETURN ADDRESS I CANT HELP BUT THINK IT WAS JACKIE CHAN WHO SENT IT GOD BLESS YOU JACKIE CHAN
School
I hate it.
Pontcysyllte Aqueduct
The incredible feat of Victorian engineering that allows you to row and sail on a canal barge 125 feet above the ground. Find out more here
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I'm sad.
Being dead and killing myself off has been all that's kept running through my mind these the past few weeks. Then I saw my brother and sister after such a long time today. I hugged them both tightly and I think I've found the reason to stay alive. I want to see them grow up. I want to be in their lives, I want to be there for them when they're happy, I want to be there for them when they're sad. I want to be the person they run to for advice, to share secrets with. I want them to know how much I love them. I want to be a part of their lives.
This is so true
It's so hard waking up everyday. I just want it to end.
I am never anyone's first choice. I'm always second and I know that. They keep telling me that it's not like that, but it is. I'm just another person in their life. I'm not someone important to them. When I die, maybe they'll grieve a little, maybe for like a day and then they'll just forget me. It's always like that. Oh well. I'm used to it.
It's so easy to walk in front of an on coming truck and then just die. Like, I can just walk outside wait for a truck and walk right in front of it. Then I black out and hopefully die. That would be nice, because then I wouldn't have to deal with all these crap.
Turn your handwriting into a font
I discovered this by accident and I thought it was really funny and cute:
1. Download the template from MyScriptFont website
2. Write out the alphabet and numbers in your style, using a black marker (felt pen). This is mine:
3. Scan the template 4. Upload to the MyScriptFont website, name it, set the format and click “send file” 5. Download it to your computer and install
And check out my result!
reblogging for writers that want to invent their own font.
I didn't know it was ignore CJ day today.
I'm in my religion class and my teacher asked us why we think she ended being a religion teacher when she was supposed/wanted to be a geography and/or English teacher. One of my classmates yelled out "because it's God's way of guiding you!" Her response was. "no! That's lame!"
#420 #grazeit
Nickelodeon’s subtlety is astounding.