Keep Fighting for what is Right

a Catholic blog // ISFJ  // Clean

[isfjmel-phleg]

Tumblr now, apparently: *recommends blog*

Me: Ugh, no, you have completely misjudged my interests, go away.

Tumblr: Got it! So do you want to follow it now? How about now? Now? Now? Now? Surely your preferences have changed in the last five seconds?

[wandering-sooty-deactivated2023]

If my lips ever left my mouth, packed a bag and headed South, that'd be too bad. I'd be so sad.

[feenyxblue]

That be too bad youd be so sad?

[wandering-sooty-deactivated2023]

That'd be too bad.

If my lips said adios, I don't like you, I think you're gross, that'd be too bad. I might get mad.

[feenyxblue]

That be too bad, you might get mad?

[wandering-sooty-deactivated2023]

That'd be too bad.

If my lips went to Deluth, left a mess and took my tooth that'd be too bad. I'd call my dad.

[feenyxblue]

That be too bad, you'd call your dad?

[wandering-sooty-deactivated2023]

I'd call my dad

[feenyxblue]

HOLD IT!

Did you say your-- father?

Facinating!

So what your saying is if your lips left you...

[wandering-sooty-deactivated2023]

That'd be too bad, I'd be so sad, I might get mad, I'd call my dad, that'd be too bad.

[feenyxblue]

That be too bad?

[wandering-sooty-deactivated2023]

That be too bad

[feenyxblue]

Why?

[wandering-sooty-deactivated2023]

Because I love my lips!

Bebadee bap do beedap do, yeeda boop bap bop baddle boo, yabba da ba bop baddle Dee Doo deeba da ba boo Dow.

Yabba dab dab blblblblblbrm, leeble leeb labble, lblblblblblb lblblblblblb lum

[dankmemeuniversity]

[a-real-fast-goose]

Jeff looks back at you suspiciously. Unbeknownst to you Jeff has the theory that you are an anteater. The spy vs spy-esque antics go on for 7 acts

[taylor-fartnerd]

Your boss eyes the two of you, he seems nervous while he slightly shakes in fear. The two of you have been doing nothing but suspecting each other the entire time. Yet you haven't even suspected the fact that,

Your boss is the anteater.

[amphitritie]

let’s start a reblog chain where u recommend a book for your followers in the tags go go go

[deacon-joe-deactivated20240509]

[littleflowerofchrist]

“We become like that which we love.  If we love what is base, we become base; but if we love what is noble, we become noble.”

-Venerable Fulton Sheen

[sunslower-sunfaster]

One of my many OCs. This is Bridgit.

[cwritesfiction]

First drafting: Does this make sense? No? Definitely no. We’re going with it for now.

[cwritesfiction]

Gears turned in his head as he began to flesh out his plan [that I, the writer, am completely clueless of.]

This is fine.

[neonrocketship]

[failgirlwife]

wHAT

put it back

[raphmike]

I HAVE WAITED ALL YEAR TO POST THIS

[im-a-red-nose-reindeer]

I love this

[woppy42]

the continuing saga (part one)

[kibibarel]

oh to be a little dog sprinting at top speeds around the house with reckless abandon to release all the stress pent up from your extremely harrowing bathtime

[porgavearingjar-deactivated2020]

The Lord bless us, and keep us from all evil, and bring us to everlasting life.  Amen

[strexpet]

in this essay I will thank you for coming to my ted talk

[everyoneprotector]

I think I just got whiplash

[randomslasher]

This is like the text equivalent of when you go to shoot a rubber band off your fingers and it gets caught and stays looped around your thumb.

[bodyhorrorgf-archived-deactivat]

not to be over dramatic or anything but the decline in popularity of hand written letters is one of the most disappointing decisions we’ve made as a modern society??

[acatholicrose]

[aragun]

You have my gun

[legunlas]

And my gun

[gunli]

And my gun!

[aeiously]

[copperbadge]

All that is gold ain’t done glitter Not every offroader is lost The coot who’s got spurs, he ain’t wither Only tumbleweed suffers from frost

Light that ol’ fifty-gal smoker,  Haul some lawn chairs around in a ring,   Repair the old tractor that’s broken Got our belt buckles shinin’ like kings. 

[lazaefair]

You can’t just mosey on in to Mordor, OK?

[sashibunbun]

Legohlass what does y'alls elf peepers gander over yonder?

I reckon they’ve rustled the hobbits and are taking them to Isemgar

[dimsilver]

“What’s ’cue, preciousss?”

“BAR-BE-CUE. Cut it, rub it, smoke it over a fire.”

“A cowboy is never late, and he ain’t early either. He skedaddles over yonder right when he means to.”

“Skedaddle, you idjits!”

[sunslower-sunfaster]

Fried mozzarella sticks that have grown cold are like edible disappointment.