Bouquet De Nerfs
( Sleeping beauty has called off negotiations. )
This year July has 5 Fridays, 5 Saturdays and 5 Sundays. This happens once every 823 years. This is called money bags. So copy this and money will arrive within 4 days. Based on Chinese Feng Shui, the one who does not copy, will be without money. Figured I’d pass this on!
Reblogged from eddietg
MONEY.
Only reblogging because I’m a greedy bitch who wants money.
Hey doesn’t hurt to reblog ya knoww and if money is involved….
My mom’s paycheck arrives in 4d days, THIS SHIT WORKKSS
chinese feng shui knows about tumblr ?
OMG I didnt notice until today.I reblogged this and got 10 dollars :D
got to pay for stuff somehow so why not.
forever reblog
haha I got money today!!!
Show me the moneyyyy!
MONEY MONEY MONEYYYYYY!
MONEYYYYY
Sure
Why the hell not.
(Source: ickest)
The RA diaries.: Why I'm nervous around Christians. Ive been asked by a few people why it is that I'm not comfortable with Christianity,...
Reblogged from theradiaries
When was about 6 or 7, I was living with my gramma and grandpa for the summer. All my brothers and cousins and various other kids were over. The property is on a lake, and it was a hot day, so all the kids just stripped, and to us, that’s fine and normal. A missionary/church group pulled up (…
I was raised strict southern baptist and this still applies. I’ve been kicked out of two churches. One for suggesting that jesus disobeyed his parents by going to the marketplace ( I was 11 ) and the second for refusing to repent and/or give up my sexuality. It being that I suppose by today’s standards I am pansexual, this one confused me a lot. Only part of me was sinning anyway. This same church came to my house and told my mother she wasn’t allowed to date outside the church. They passed around a letter to the local newspaper and other churches handing their own patrons over to satan for the simple matter of getting a divorce.
The god I grew up is a cruel, jealous god. That god has no space for forgiveness or redemption unless you are 100 percent dedicated to his lifestyle. That god sends people to hell. He sends babies that aren’t baptized to hell. Babies.
I have no time for that god. My children will not be exposed to that god. My children will be taught to love and not condemn. I want that god as far away from them and myself as possible.
Reblogged from petrichoriousparalian
uhhhh yay sizeism & sexism? two more reasons not to shop at abercrombie and fitch. (x)
LOOK AT THIS GUY THO. HE IS SO UGLY.
That dude is an ugly dude. Not that I’m too shocked, but fuck this company.
that’s a plastic surgery face if ever I’ve seen one.
how sad …
"You know when you have an awful appointment with a doctor, who just says get more fluids or exercise (or they just can’t help), and you can’t get out of there quick enough? You try to hold back the tears but no matter how hard you bite your lip, the tears just start flowing because in that moment, things are scary. Not because of a terminal diagnosis, risky procedures, or anything similar in context, but because you left exactly how you came. You are just expected to go home, and continue living like this, when they have no idea what a nightmare your life is. And to me, that is the scariest feeling ever…but it just keeps happening. You can’t help but hold out a tiny bit of hope, that this will be the day, or the doctor who will change your life. But then, it isn’t, and the pain continues. You would think you would get use to it, but you don’t, because you never get use to the pain. You learn to live with it, but you are never use to it, and the idea of living with this pain much longer scares the hell out of me."
Reblogged from lostinthesilentepidemic
Whitneyhomer.blogspot.com (via chronically—courageous)
Reblogged from coffeecatscake
the year is 2066. physical contact has been outlawed. hug dealers tenderly embrace people in the dead of night and shady people hold hands in dark streets
i want to read this novel
I want to write this novel.
I want to edit this novel.
Sounds like we have a plan.
I’ll illustrate?
Reblogged from kittenball
I HAVE FOUND EVERY COLOR CRAYOLA HAS MADE INTO CRAYONS AND RENAMED THEM BASED ON SOME POPULAR TUMBLR FANDOMS.
YOU’RE WELCOME.
Some of the shades in between got named weird because I ran out of ideas. I worked on this for a week, guys.
Based on this post.
Oh my god, this is legitimately one of the best things I’ve ever seen here on tumblr.
And the fact that I fucking got all of these references.
Perfection.
YESSSSS.
