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little pumpkin :(((
This year Harry’s birthday charity drive is for the London Lesbian and Gay Switchboard.
Please donate HERE if you can and wish Harry a happy 21st Birthday!
hell yeah.
I’m coughing I’m laughing so hard I don’t know why this is so funny
R U DTF
NO STOP
this is also known as “not free” you bucket of diarrhea
they’re not using work in that sense though, the “work” implied is maintaining a C average (2.5 GPA) and making progress toward a degree or certification. the federal government would cover 3/4s of the cost and participating states would cover the remainder (the federal government probably can’t risk offering to cover full charges because 1. that would be SUPER expensive and 2. it would never make it through a Republican Congress)
I don’t mean to be rude, but please don’t downplay how huge of a proposition this is for poor kids like me who leave the reality of going to college up to whether or not we are awarded huge scholarships. I was lucky, but most kids from my high school weren’t, and something like this could really help people like us
"women shouldnt have leg hair" haha nice try you fucking piece of shit youre just afraid minell be longer than yours this is a contest and im in it to win it
happy birthday jesus :-)
Hey you! You like One Direction? Awesome, I hope you get to see them live. You like Fall Out Boy? Cool, I hope they've helped you through tough times. You there! You like My Chemical Romance? I'm sorry! I feel your pain too. You like Bring Me The Horizon? Great! Don't be afraid to play their music out loud! You like 5 Seconds Of Summer? Rihanna? Green Day? Miley Cyrus? A Day To Remember? Slipknot? At least their music makes you happy. Don't judge the music people listen to and more importantly don't judge them for the music they listen to. We all have our own interests. We need to respect that.
Robin Williams’ last lines.
Night at the Museum: Secret of the Tomb (2014)
If you don’t have respect for how Robin Williams made the whole world smile even though he was fighting a horrendous battle in the darkest pits of hell, then you don’t deserve my time.
Reality show where Canadians are send to Australia and vice versa.
No plot.
No missions.
Just Canadians and Australians trying to survive each other’s weather.
Our latest episode
People who are reblogging this without the pictures are missing out because I’m hilarious
i go through periods of
“i’m so fucking cool and awesome and hot. I would date me”
followed by
“i’m so fucking ugly why do people talk to me i’m such a loser”
followed by
“LIFE IS AWESOME LOOK A BIRD. SO PRETTY. EARTH IS BEAUTIFULLLL!!”
followed by
“oh my god everyone is so fucked up i hate people and want to die.”
All before 9am
100% all but one of them are Americans.
DOES ANYONE ELSE THINK DWAYNE JOHNSON LOOKS LIKE THE ROCK!?!?
I sincerely hope im not infected with the ammount of stupid in this post.
SOMEBODY IS PLAYING A PIANO AND IT’S MIDNIGHT HERE WHY
UPDATE: I FIGURED OUT THEY’RE PLAYING “MY HEART WILL GO ON”
UPDATE: I JUST OPENED MY DOOR AND YELLED “JACK” THE MUSIC STOPPED AND I CAN HEAR SOMEBODY RUNNING DOWN THE HALL ABOVE ME SHOUTING “ROSE” OMG
CAN I SHIP IT
No, itll sink
why should i carry on living?
Birthdays. Setting fires. Holding hands. Making stew on cold nights. Mountain climbing. Sleep. First dates. Vacation. Spending the day in bed. Buying wedding rings. Exploring a forest. Playing peekaboo with a baby. Watching someone smile genuinely. Camping. Stargazing. Counting rings on a tree. Realizing that someone loves you. Returning that love. Getting drunk for the first time. Smell of old books. Looking through black & white photos. Learning your ancestors’ names. Laughter. Hot chocolate. The feeling of getting back up after falling down. First day of college. Last day of college. Acing a job interview. Screwing one up and realizing it’s not the end of the world. Collecting shells. Sunbathing. Listening to someone’s heartbeat. Sound of waves crashing against shore. Rain hitting a tin roof. Heartbreak that turns into heart-healing. Your own house. Decorating that house. Coming home to someone you love. Hearing the sound of their footsteps on the stairs. Honesty of fall leaves. Their colors. Fresh snowfall. Singing favorite songs off-key. Seeing love come into someone’s eyes. Watching your parents look at each other like the very first time. Sunrise. Sunset. The way fire burns into ash. Smell of a campire. Waking up with light spilling over the sheets. Breakfast in bed. Living long enough to watch wounds heal over. Change. Wilderness. Forgiveness. Change some more. More change. Spring. Flowers blooming, opening up like you can. Good memories. Learning how to forget bad ones. Warm feet in a cold bed. Sleeping with the only person you care about. Waking up to their mouth and arms. Smiles that reach all the way to the eyes. Letting go of balloons like dead weight. Floating in water on your back. Skydiving. Risk. Adventure. First C on a test. First A. Favorite teacher. First poem. Last poem. Holidays with family. Roadtrips. Changing the sheets. Your father’s gnarled hands when he grows old. Grandchildren. Children of your own. Their first day of college. Their graduation. Their wedding. Anniversaries. Making daisy chains. Smell of freshly-cut grass. Pride. Feeling good about yourself. Loving what’s in the mirror. Not being afraid anymore. No more heaviness. No more grief. Survival. Picking berries til your fingers are stained dark. Frost on windows. Holding someone without sex. Sex with love. The joy of swearing. Counting the years you’ve lived. Another candle on the birthday cake. Another mark of victory. That bellyache laugh that hurts all over. But hurts so good. Breath freezing in winter. Feeling that breath on your skin. Someone’s eyelashes blinking into your palm. Accomplishment. Self-worth. Love. Triumph. Sitting under willow trees without weeping. Apologies that get accepted. Understanding that comes from forgiveness. First fight. First makeup afterward. Less hurt. More good.
Everything.
i swear taylor swift dated more guys then i have followers on tumblr
I feel sorry your follower count is so low maybe it’s all the slut shaming :(
my problem with writing stories is that i’d rather imagine it and play it out in my mind than actually put it into words