t-i-g-e-r-p-r-i-n-c-e-s-s:

forgottennames:

justraiseyourhead:

infamousvikas:

destined-to-be-damaged:

tw0way:

Traci Wise:

“I found my son sitting having a moment with his daddy (SFC Benjamin Wise) the other day. We lost him January 15 in Afghanistan… we cannot forget about the incredible loss these children must undertake.”

Every follower of mine should reblog this. 

idgaf that this is color. it is so touching and tragic. everyone should reblog this no matter what your blog type is!!!

OMG ;( Stay strong little guy. </3

Be brave little man!

why do I cry so easy.

omg ;(

:(

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kattygirls:

A little backstory to this clip before you watch it:

Will Smith’s father abandoned him and his mother when he was a child, and when Will was finally getting into show business and making a name for himself, he tried to sneak his way back into his life like nothing happened. Will co-wrote this episode, and James Avery (Uncle Phil) said “this scene was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to shoot in my life. Every emotion, every word.. that was Will”

Will was actually supposed to play it off and then walk away, and there was originally an alternate scene that was supposed to happen, but he actually completely cut out what was supposed to be said, and did all of his own dialogue. The hug at the end of this scene is completely genuine, and this was a stepping stone in Will’s career where he started to take on the “do what feels, sounds, and looks right” approach to his acting.

Food On Your Dash :)

sweetthinspiration:

the girl in the mirror is in better shape than most women in America today.  So sad that she views herself that way :’(  But I get it.  PS please don’t hate me for being a thinspo blog

i would love to have the girl’s body in the mirror

guys: uh why do girls care so much about being skinny? it's so annoying
guys: ew fat chicks

odessasofie:

loserslol:

ryaninwonderland:

thatshitshray:

pikan0m:

i-should-be-stronger-than-this:

i have been thinking about this lately. i have always wondered what it would be like. weather or not you would still be concuis when you hit the bottom, and if you were how much pain would you be in once you meet the ground? i wonder if you would be killed instantly or just be lying there in uncontrolable pain for ages. i wonder if it would feel like you were flying and finally free in those few moments of falling

this is probably my favourite gif.

gives me chills because for the five minutes that i stared at this, i could feel myself falling

and you can feel like your body slam against the ground idk it scares me a lot

i seriously can’t stop staring at this.

wow.

What's wrong with our society.

Kim Kardashian: I'd like to marry this dude and spend $10 million dollars on a publicity wedding please oh and then 72 days later I'd like a divorce
America: Well sure why not?
Britney Spears: I want to get hitched in a chapel in Vegas and have the marriage annulled fifty-five hours later because I didn't know what the hell I was doing
America: Whatever you want!
Carmen Electra: I want to get married in Vegas to this basketball player and then annul the marriage nine days later cuz we were both drunk lololololololololol
America: Okay, sounds like fun!
Gay couple: We would like to get married and spend our lives together and possibly adopt unwanted children to give them a good home and -
America: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU IDIOTS THAT IS DISGUSTING AND WRONG YOU DEFILE THE SANCTITY OF MARRIAGE SO GTFO

poopskittle:

craylor123:

afomodblog:

stfuconservatives:

perksofbeingkelley:

Olivia Penpraze.

19 years old.

Died from a Suicide attempt that left her brain dead. Her parents made the hardest decision of their lives by turning off her life support.

She had a Tumblr account with over 900 posts sharing her emotional turmoil, dealings with depression, loneliness & thoughts about her wanting to take her own life.

The only response she got, was insensitive assholes, like the majority of people on Tumblr, encouraging her to do it. She was bullied consistently.
Olivia attempted to kill herself every year in May 1st since 2008.

In May 2012, her short life came to an end.

I know most people can’t tolerate posts like Olivia’s, whom find it attention seeking.
My point to you people is…

EXACTLY!!

Of course it’s attention seeking what else it?! People share that part of themselves over the Internet because they obviously feel they can’t talk to anyone they know nor do they think anyone would care.

All I want is for people to cut out the bullying & talk to people like Olivia.
A conversation to someone in desperation could save their life.

If people can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.

You never know…
What you say could be used to decide whether they live or die.

Even if youre a b&w blog, reblog this. 

Please, please be good to each other on Tumblr. And in life. How unbelievably heart-breaking that her life was cut short.

-Jess

Fucking shit if I knew her before I’d help her, Why I don’t have a sad radar to detect all the sad tumblr or a shit like that

fuckfuckfuck

Got I’m a sick piece of shit.

I couldn’t help but laugh when he said “cut out bullying” in a suicide article.

I feel like trash for it though.

I fucking hate myself right now.

Good god… I could have helped her… We all could have helped her. ;_;

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I wonder how many people will not realize what this represents. Reblog if you do.

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trendsfade-styleseternal:

thediaryofshaneanne:

reblog this for the message I dont care if Im not a demi blog, she is flawess and SMART.

she’s amazing.

ily

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magicleawicked:

chasing-ch4nces:

theparadisekids:

janoskianspage:

perfectinmyownperfectway:

No one, and I mean no one deserves this.

don’t care if your a bieber, hipster, one direction, kardashian, janoskian blog. you all need to watch this and reblog it

this video deserves a billion notes so please stop scrolling, watch and reblog !

This should be on every blog. No one deserves this. I seriously cried, breaks my heart this goes on

If you don’t reblog this, you have no heart. NO ONE should have to go through extreme bullying

Forever reblog

): what the FUCK is wrong with the world. every single one of my followers should reblog this.

This hits so close to home. That boy was only 11 when he took his life. I can’t imagine losing my 11-year-old brother that way. It’s just so awful.

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vaginal-erection:

squidsgaar-is-dildos:

last-breath-like-poetry:

roguefindings:

ladysouth:

As seen on Facebook. (posted by Homestead Survival)

A sweet lesson on patience. 

A NYC Taxi driver wrote:

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard
box filled with photos and glassware.

‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.

She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. ‘It’s nothing’, I told her.. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.’

‘Oh, you’re such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, ‘Could you drive
through downtown?’

‘It’s not the shortest way,’ I answered quickly..

‘Oh, I don’t mind,’ she said. ‘I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. ‘I don’t have any family left,’ she continued in a soft voice..’The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired.Let’s go now’.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

‘How much do I owe you?’ She asked, reaching into her purse.

‘Nothing,’ I said

‘You have to make a living,’ she answered.

‘There are other passengers,’ I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.

‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..

I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

Wow, this actually made me cry.  

made me cry too :[

This guy deserves a handshake and a hug!

so sad!

so touching!! brought tears to my eyes :’(

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laughcore:

oraldiarrhea:

secretsbest:

8 month old baby hearing his mother’s voice for the first time with cochlear implant

This is the most beautiful thing ever.

thank you science 

THE BINKY JUST…….

DROPPED

I’m sorry I can’t hear you over the sound of how awesome science is