pikachupower:

absolute fucking favorite

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shslstoner:

ev4n-perks:

methr4y:

jaba-the-slut:

-intheround:

“Nobody says anything about that”

I’ve reblogged this about 40 times. But let me do it again.

His autopsy reports did show that his skin colour was changed by the condition, not artificially.

I love Michael Jackson. Judge all you want. 

It fucking kills when people to this day still say he bleached his skin so he wouldn’t be black anymore. No. He suffered from vitiligo, a condition that steadily reduces melanin in your skin until you’re esentially white.  It’s not treatable and there really is no cure. And it just. Ugh. 

  • 5 years ago
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azealiabankz:

stealinyoman:

marry a guy who has sisters because he’s seen the female in her natural state therefore won’t have any unrealistic expectations of you

i have 3 sisters and i’ve seen them in their natural state one too many times maybe that’s why i am gay

(Source: niqabisinparis)

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sorryforpartyreichen:

smattenhove:

cacen:

teapartyasian:

Is there a word that’s a mix between angry and sad

malcontented, disgruntled, miserable, desolated

smad.

there are two types of people

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expertcrystal:

laughterbynight:((

thegeekmonkey:

actualhumandisaster:

awayy:

tank-commander:

underthevastblueseas:

Blackfish - Trailer

Beyond the lies, beneath the deception, the truth will surface.

Magnolia Pictures has debuted the trailer for the chilling Sundance documentary Blackfish, directed Gabriela Cowperthwaite, about orcas in captivity. 

Holy shit. 

OKAY, WE NEED TO REBLOG THE FUCK OUT OF THIS. EVEN IF YOU’RE NOT AN ANIMAL PERSON, YOUR FOLLOWERS NEED TO SEE THIS. ESPECIALLY DURING THE HEIGHT OF VACATION SEASON. DO NOT SUPPORT SEA PARKS WITH CAPTIVE WHALES. IT’S NOT ENVIRONMENTAL PROPAGANDA (I can’t believe I even used those words) IT’S A REAL ISSUE AND IT’S NOT A MATTER OF PROOF, IT’S A MATTER OF COVERING IT UP AND IGNORING 

Okay let me tell you some shit about Orcas I found out while doing a report on them

Orcas are smart ass mother fuckers. In the wild they hunt fish in pods so they can create a net of bubbles to capture fish and then eat them. They also hunt in pods so they can create waves to knock seals off of ice flows. Orcas are so smart they form societies based on their ancestry so they can care for their young and survive.The entire ocean is full of orcas that are smart enough to distinguish between humans and actual prey. And I know this because ORCAS HAVE NEVER KILLED HUMANS IN THE WILD. NEVER. THESE ANIMALS ARE SO SMART THEY KNOW AFTER A QUICK GLANCE THAT “HEY THAT’S NOT A SEAL. THAT’S NOT SOMETHING I WANT TO EAT, IT’S A GROSS HUMAN” 

GUESS WHAT ELSE, MOTHERFUCKER? THE ONLY KNOWN DEATHS FROM ORCA ATTACKS HAVE BEEN IN CAPTIVITY. 

WE HUMANS TOOK THESE MAGNIFICENT CREATURES FROM THEIR HOMES AND PUT THEM IN THE EQUIVALENT OF A BATHTUB AND THEN WE GET UPSET WHEN THEY ATTACK US. IT’S NOT THE WHALES FAULT.

AND YOU KNOW THOSE “CUTESY” FLOPPED OVER FINS? THAT’S ACTUALLY CAUSED BY THE TANKS BEING SO SHALLOW AND ROUND. IN THE WILD ORCAS CAN GO THOUSANDS OF FEET DEEP AND THE WATER PRESSURE IS WHAT KEEPS THE FINS UP, BUT IN THE TANKS THE WHALE IS STUCK SWIMMING IN A CIRCLE SO IT DEVELOPS A CRIPPLED FIN. 

SO DON’T EVER TELL ME WHALES IN CAPTIVITY IS A GOOD THING, BECAUSE YOU’RE WRONG MOTHERFUCKER.

SOURCES SO YOU CAN VERIFY THAT THIS SHIT IS TRUE. 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Killer_whale_attacks_on_humans

http://thisisplanetocean.blogspot.com/2013/03/why-collapsed-dorsal-fin.html

http://www.nature.com/news/2007/071214/full/news.2007.380.html

http://animals.nationalgeographic.com/animals/mammals/killer-whale/

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ticklishdino:

remembertosmileyou:

a-cid-rain:

a-t-e-l-o-p-h-o-b-i—a:

purebeachboho:

zerenitea:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.


She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.
‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

The origin of this letter is unknown, but please pass it on.

Share it with friends and tag them so the cycle continues … Do not keep this letter … You could change a life too


-> i was literally crying reading this :’(

this is beautiful <3

I’m done, I’m so totally done

:’) ….

“…Despite our own situation”

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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!

naopao:

thatlukepiercing:

astro-nave:

MONEY.

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Only reblogging because I’m a greedy bitch who wants money.

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Hey doesn’t hurt to reblog ya knoww and if money is involved….

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My mom’s paycheck arrives in 4d days, THIS SHIT WORKKSS

chinese feng shui knows about tumblr ? image

brunetteinferno:

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!

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MONEY MONEY MONEYYYYYY!

MONEYYYYY

Sure

(Source: ickest)

  • 5 years ago
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cieldesuyo:

biinarykid:

karmakrazey:

amandatheangrygirl:

So I may just be reading too much into this but if Sandman’s eye pattern is that of a sun, does Pitch’s resemble a solar eclipse or what

oh my god 

what the fuck

the animators put so much fucking thought into this shit

tumblr: reading too much into shit as usual

  • 5 years ago
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missmurrka:

austinkleon:

Emotionally intelligent signage collected by Daniel Pink

i need that no soliciting one.

(Source: austinkleon)

  • 5 years ago
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One of the harderst parts in life is deciding whether to walk away or try harder.

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(Source: yellingapple)

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(Source: theerex-t)

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fosterthekicks:

Seems about right

(Source: petapeta)

  • 6 years ago
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making people laugh is literally the best feeling ever

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My conversation with a Yale grad. He was accepted to every Ivy League, and is currently at one of the top occupations in Microsoft.

Him: I know right now, everything seems so unfair. You need to study, all to get compared with other people. Your future is dependent mostly on whether you go to this school, major in this thing, receive this much money, or get this job. I know. I was there, I was you. Studying my ass off for an easier life. You're told that everything right now is the most important, that you need to get As, go to a great college, have an amazing job, generate immense revenue, therefore become happy. But, there's just on thing that I failed to understand. And let me tell you, there are barely any things that I do not understand. Yet, I have no idea why I'm not happy. From a young age, you're told to take these steps and if you succeed, you'll reach happiness. It's not true. I've done every step every mother would tell her child to do, to become, but here I am, unhappy. After many years of trying to find where I went wrong, I realized that I had been looking in the completely wrong place.
Me: Then where do you look?
Him: At your friends. Your relationships. Your family. Your coworkers, your boyfriend, your girlfriend, your social life. Many of the richest men in the world aren't happy, why? Because they spent all their lives trying to achieve happiness in the wrong place. You have a ton of money, great. But in the end, we're all sitting in our rocking chairs, and nobody cares who had the most money or who went to the best college. It's about who had the most fun. Who had the most people to look after them, who had the most to look after. The happiest are the ones that have people to call in times of trouble, the ones that had the time to spend with their family and feel all that love. That's what people lack! Love. When you're on your deathbed, everything doesn't matter anymore you see. You'd want people that love you to be around you, to be comforting you, to tell you about all the great things you did for people. You don't want to be alone, with what? A degree? Cash that will never be used? Nobody ever says "wow, I went to a great college and therefore I'm satisfied" in the end. Only the lucky ones get to say "wow, I was surrounded by love my whole life. My time on this earth was beautiful."
Me:
Him: But you know, I'm not telling you not to get into a great college or not to do any of the things society tells you to. Go for it, it pays off! It doesn't give you happiness but it takes a lot of stress off your shoulders. All I'm saying is don't make it your everything. If you don't get in somewhere good, don't stress about it. As long as you're okay with the people around you, you're going to be fine. I'm sure of it. Priorities change in the end. We're only people.
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