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Don’t scroll past this. Kylie Armstrong was diagnosed with breast cancer and these small dimples were the only signs. She posted the image on Facebook so everyone knows that “that breast cancer is not always a detectable lump.” Here’s how Kylie is doing today.
(If you’re not sure how to do a self breast exam, instructions can be found at BreastCancer.org.)
This could save a life!
please boost this
Stay healthy!
PLEASE Reblog This and save a life!…
Zagreb, Croatia
Listen up!
You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled
Hit that.
Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern
Yes.
Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in
Tumblr will follow up and help them.
Warning: this is only for mobile. If anyone knows how to do this for desktop, please add it!
This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.
YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE NOT TO REBLOG THIS.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT DOESN'T GO WITH YOUR BLOG'S THEME.
And yes, REBLOG. Liking does no shit at all. This isn't ig.
You reblog, people see it. You don't, people don't see it. This shit's that simple.
This could save someone's life. It's not a joke.
As someone who nearly commited suicide at multiple occasions REBLOG THIS!!
*reblogs the fuck out of this*
-slams the reblog button-
If you need someone to talk to, I'm here for you. There's always better ways to deal with problems you may have, but suicide is sure as hell not one of them.
*Please Reblog this, people need to know people out there cares*
Feelin every color
Prica kaze da je Franc Kafka sreo devojcicu u parku gde je svakoga dana setao. Plakala je. Izgubila je lutku i bila je nautesna. Kafka se ponudio da joj pomogne u trazenju lutke, pa su se dogovorili da se nadju na istom mestu sledeceg dana. S obzirom da nije nasao lutku, sastavio je pismo u lutkino ime i procitao ga devojcici. “Molim te, ne zali za mnom. Krenuh na put da vidim svet. Pisacu ti o svojim dogodovstinama.” Bilo je ovo prvo u nizu pisama. Kada bi se sreo sa devojcicom, Kafka joj je citao ova pazljivo osmisljena pisam o izmisljenim avanturama voljene lutke. Devojcici je to pruzalo utehu. Kada je susretima dosao kraj, Kafka je devojcici doneo lutku. Ona naravno nije bila ni slicna izgubljenoj. Na prikacenoj poruci pisalo je: “Putovanja su me izmenila…” Mnogo godina kasnije, sada vec odrasla devojka, nasla je skrvieno pismo u lutki. Sazetak tog pisma bi glasio: “SVE STO VOLIS CES JEDNOG DANA IZGUBITI, ALI NA KRAJU, LJUBAV CE SE VRATITI U NEKOM DRUGOM OBLIKU.”
možda nisi bio
na slikama moje mature
i nisi mi poželio srećan put
kad sam krenula u Moskvu
nisi mi donio voće
kad je gripa bila jača od mene
i nisi brinuo
jesam li položila vozački
ne znaš
kako mi se zove novi pas
i da je kosa počela
da mi se ispravlja
oči mi sad idu ka zelenoj
i prestala sam da čupam obrve
ti ne znaš
on zna.
zna mnogo toga o meni
ali ni on ne zna
za neke slike u mojoj glavi
ne zna za balon koji smo puštali
kad ti je umrla mama
tad si mi rekao da se sva ljubav
koju si imao prema njoj
prebacila na mene.
ne zna da sam te pogodila
deterdžentom za suđe
kad si htio da otvoriš prozor
i da sa desetog sprata
vičeš koliko si srećan
ne zna da si ti onaj lik
kojeg moj tata češto pominje
samo sa tobom je mogao
da priča o Jugoslaviji
i pecanju skobalja
i samo tebi je mogao da kaže
koliko ga nervira komšija Ahmo
što istresa svoj bijes na ženu
a ne zna da mu ona jedina dobro želi.
ali ni tata se ne usuđuje
da izgovori tvoje ime.
voljela bih da znaš
on misli da je ovaj ožiljak pored oka
nastao kad sam bila dijete
tako što sam pala sa stepeništa
a ne zna da tad nije bilo tvoje ruke
narkoman bi mi zabio nož
direktno u oko.
ne zna da nije voljen
onako kako bi trebao da bude,
onako kako si bio ti
ne znam ni ja toliko,
znam samo
da onog dana nisi brzo vozio
da stigneš na moj rođendan
ne bih sad gledala
u datum
ispuštanja tvoje duše.
Reblog if you wish cancer didn't exist.
Only a sick bastard wouldn’t reblog this.
I’m so mad because this worked
help me roger
Reblogging myself because
Originally posted by gifs-for-the-masses
Reblogging myself because… what was that? Five minutes?
O_O
………my friend has made me curious
help me roger
Update: after I reblogged this someone messaged me offering me tickets to the sold out Hausu screening with a Q&A and autograph session with the director
These never work for me, but here’s to trying.
I don’t believe in these things
But last time I reblogged one ten/fifteen minutes later I got a call offering me a job
But I reblogged it because I was waiting on hearing back from the job. So there you go.
Roger is cute.
Eh Roger is cute I might as well
That fish is so happy it makes me happy.
I have no luck right now. Halp.
Why does this have so many notes
because its not one of your posts.
Roger is precious to me.
Roger help me
Help a girl out roger
I need This
please
Help me roger
reblog if ur mom is smart and beautiful
I scrolled passed then I felt guilty
Same.
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
I FOUND IT ✊
I WAS SO SCARED IT WOULDNT BE THE ORIGINAL
Who first posted this?
I THOUGHT THIS WAS GOING TO END WITH A MEME OR SOME SHIT NO IT’S THE REAL ONE OH MY GOD
Wishing I’ll do well on my finals ✨
https://www.gofundme.com/savingnino
PLEASE HELP :(
People who abuse animals/other people/kids or anyone for that matter that doesn’t’t deserve it should die by slow death !!! Fucking people and their attitude “it’s just an animal I can do what ever I want with it” or “I’m more rich or in better position then him/her I can do and say what ever I want to them” !! Fuck you all you assholes !!! 😠😡👹💩🙎
This is so fucking sad!!!! Why are people such garbage? 😓😤😡
Give me a letter.
a – age
b – biggest fear
c – current time
d – drink you last had/are having
e – easiest person to talk to
f – favorite song
g – ghosts, are they real
h – heritage
i – in love with
k – kissed someone
l – last time you cried
m – middle name
n – number of siblings
o – one wish
p – person who you last called
q – question you’re always asked
r – reason to smile
s – song last sang
t – time you woke up
u – underwear color
w – worst habit
x – x-rays you’ve had
y – your favorite food
z – zodiac sign
What happens once you kill yourself? Because I'm ready to go.
You wanna know what happens once you kill yourself? Your mother comes home from work and finds her baby dead and she screams and runs over to you and tries to get you to wake up but you won’t and she keeps screaming and shaking you and her tears are dripping onto your face and your dad hears all the screaming and runs into the room and he can’t even speak because the child that he loved and the child that he watched grow up is gone forever and finally your little sister runs into the room to see what all the fuss is about and she sees you dead. The person she looked up to and loved. The person she bragged about to her friends, the person she wanted to be just like when she grew up, the person that made her feel safe. But she’s never really going to get to grow up and smile and laugh and love because she’ll always be consumed with this feeling of missing you. And now there’s something missing from your family and they can barely look at each other anymore because everything reminds them of you but you’re gone and hurts more than anything. and you think that your mom never cared because she was always busy and yelling at you to finish your homework and clean your room and forgot to say I love you sometimes but really, she loved you more than anything and she doesn’t leave the house anymore, she can’t even get out of bed and she’s getting thinner and thinner because it’s too hard to eat. Your father had to quit his job and he doesn’t sleep anymore, every time he closes his eyes he sees his baby dead, and the image never goes away no matter how much alcohol he drinks. And at school your best friend sees that your seat is empty and she gets this sick feeling in her stomach and that’s when she hears the announcement. You killed yourself. And suddenly she’s screaming and crying in the middle of class and no one even bothers comforting because they’re all busy sitting there staring at your empty seat with tears dripping down their cheeks and all she wants is for you to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay like you always did, but this time, you’re not there to do it, everything is dark now that you’re gone and her grades are slipping, she barely goes to school anymore and she ended up in hospital after taking too many pills because she wanted to see you again. the girls who used to make fun of the way you dressed feel their throats get tight, they don’t talk to each other anymore, they don’t talk to anyone, they’re all in therapy trying so hard not to blame themselves but nothing works. and your teacher who always gave you a hard time stares blankly at the wall, she quits her job a few days later. And then your boyfriend hears the news and he can’t breathe, he still calls you a lot just to hear your voice and he talks to you on facebook but you never message him back, he can’t fall in love again because every girl he meets reminds him of you, he’s never going to get over you, he loved you and he cries himself to sleep every night, hating himself and slicing his skin because he couldn’t save you and he’s never going to hold you in his arms or hear you laugh again. Now everyone who knew you, whether they were a big part of your life or someone you passed in the hallway a few times a week, they carry this aching feeling around inside them because you’re gone, and they miss you, and they don’t know why you left but it must’ve been their fault and they should’ve stopped you and they should’ve told you they loved you more and that feeling is never going to go away. And so you killed yourself
but you killed everyone else around you too.
this need to be on everyone’s blog
this makes me think..
God bless whoever wrote this.
im crying
I never usually reblog things like this.. but if it saves just one persons life… please take thime to read this even if you think there is no point in living. Please.
please please PLEASE reblog this
