GO FUND ME, Please
https://www.gofundme.com/emv7854k
I could really use all the help I can get. Made it to Crossfit regionals but, they take place in Ohio. I hate to ask but, this is a huge opportunity for me.
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GO FUND ME, Please
https://www.gofundme.com/emv7854k
I could really use all the help I can get. Made it to Crossfit regionals but, they take place in Ohio. I hate to ask but, this is a huge opportunity for me.
Crossfit Regionals GoFundMe
Hey guys! So as many of you guys know, Crossfit is my passion. I have been given the opportunity to attend regionals this year in Columbus Ohio. Any donations to help me get there would be greatly appreciated. I live in Pennsylvania so I will have to get a hotel, pay for gas as well as food. I plan to pay most expenses but, any and all help would be greatly appreciated. Thank you!
gofundme.com/emv7854k
Please help me out guys!
Everyone should help out!! This is a huge deal!!
I’m back!
Hey guys, Im sorry for the long leave of absence from tumblr. It’s been a long couple of months...
In summary, I am no longer on my FIRST team, the Girls of Steel. I was at Pittsburgh Regionals briefly, so shout out to everyone that came and found me. I definitely miss my team and the atmosphere of FIRST. I’d definitely give anything to be back. In this long leave of absence, I have found an outlet that was not robotics and that is Crossfit. I am currently working on bettering myself, physically, mentally and just all around. I am ok, no tumor, depression is no longer a struggle and I thank everyone that has been there for me.
With all of that, sentimental business out of the way.. IM BACK!! I will still continue to geek out about FIRST, my unhealthy fandoms and such. I will be a little less bias due to my membership with one team no longer being in act. I can now fangirl over every team!
S/o to Chief Delphi for wishing me a Happy Birthday ☺️
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When I was six years old, I gave my first blowjob. "It's a game", said He. "Don't you want to play?" It was too big, and I threw up on him. He said I'd do better the next time.
When I was seven years old, I watched a group of fellow second graders cheer as a boy in my class tried to kiss me. He hugged me from behind, giggling all the while. I threw sand in his eyes, and was sent to the Principal.
When I was eight years old, I had an elderly teacher ask me to stay behind in class. He carried me on his shoulders, and called me pretty. "Teacher's Pet!" my friends declared, the envy visible on their faces. They ignored me at lunch that day.
When I was nine years old, an older girl on the school bus would ask me to lift my skirt up for her. She was pretty and kind, and told me that I could only be her friend if I did what she said. I wanted to be her friend.
When I was ten years old, a relative demanded that he get a kiss on the cheek every time we met. He was large and loud, and I proceeded to hide under my bed whenever I learnt that he was visiting. I was known as a rude child.
When I was eleven, my auto-man told me that we would only leave if I gave him a hug every day. He smelled like cheap soap and cigarettes.
When I was twelve years old, I watched as a man on the street touched my mother's breast as he passed us. She slapped him amidst the shouts of onlookers telling her to calm down. She didn't calm down.
When I was thirteen years old, I exited a restaurant only to see a man visibly masturbating as he walked towards me. As he passed, he winked lasciviously. My friends and I shifted our gazes down, aghast.
When I was fourteen, a young man in an expensive car followed me home as I walked back from an evening class. I ignored his offer to give me a ride, and I panicked when he got out, only to buy me a box of chocolate that I refused. He parked at the end of my road, and didn't go away for an hour. "It turns me on to see you so scared."
When I was fifteen, I was groped on a bus. It was with a heart full of shame that I confided in a friend, only to be met with his anger and disappointment that I had not shouted at the molester at the time when it happened. My soft protests of being afraid and alone were drowned out as he berated my inaction. To him, my passiveness and silence were the reasons why things like this continue to happen. He did not wait for my response.
When I was sixteen, I discovered that Facebook had a section of inbox messages named 'others', which contained those mails received from strangers, automatically stored as spam. Curious, I opened it to find numerous messages from men I had never seen before. I was propositioned, called sexy, asked for nudes, and insulted. Delete message.
When I was seventeen, I called for help as a drunken man tried to sexually harass me in a crowded street. The people around me seemed to walk by quicker.
At eighteen, I was told that sexism doesn't exist in modern society. I was told that harassment couldn't be as bad as us women make it out to be. That I should watch what I wear. Never mind you were six, never mind you were wearing pink pajamas. That I should be louder. But not too loud, a lady must be polite. That I should always ask for help. But stop overreacting, there's a difference. That I should stay in at night, because it isn't safe. You can't get harassed in broad daylight. That I should always travel with no less than two boys with me. You need to be protected.
That it can't be that hard to be a girl.
I am now nineteen years old. I am now tired.
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plot twist: you scream to your mom who’s in her room to come to the table because you already made the dinner