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My name is Grace I reblog random gifs and cute things.
~Grace~
I will never shop at that store ever!!!
i thought this was a joke but
no
and even if it were
holy shit
it’s like they WANT to lose all their customers and go bankrupt
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Well, I’m certainly not tempting THAT fate.
came up on my dash, so i have to reblog it even if it’s mine
I tried to scroll past but…what if…
honestly … I was too afraid for not reblog …
The things I reblog for Tom Hiddleston…
I chance nothing
you little shit
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the principal at my school made an announcement yesterday that the girls need to start covering up and then i found this in the hallway
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Everyone please reblog this. I want all of tumblr to see this.
True.
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“Those poor boys”
“She deserves to be punished too.”
“I’m not saying I support rape, but-“
“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”
“She put herself in harm’s way”
“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”
“She ruined their lives.”
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Im Luke, my girlfriend Kate was just diagnosed with cancer and lost all her hair. So for her, I shaved my head as well.
I love this girl, please keep her in your prayers <3
Please reblog to show her that people out there care.
I mean how could I not re-blog this.
really though^
Always rebloging. Always.
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how could you not reblog this.
Hardcore judging you if you don’t reblog this.
This is my favorite tattoo picture.
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i’m 16 and i still walk up the stairs with my hands how do they expect me to learn algebra
I thought you meant only on your hands and I was like, hell that’s way harder than algebra
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i’m weird ok
but when i say i’m weird i don’t mean like your cute and quirky girlfriend
i mean fucking weird
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The Story of Kyle
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up, and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out to him. So I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before, but we talked all the way home, and I carried his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes.
We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.
On graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech, so I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach — but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.” I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person’s life.Oh my goodness.. I got chills up my spine and throughout my body asdfghjkl;<3
omgggggggggg
omg i’m sobbing beyond belief right now
I’m crying. This is amazing
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A pair.
It appears that “regardless of age, most boys are ill-prepared for the challenges along the road to becoming an emotionally healthy adult.”
“The lands issue, Clay eventually realized, was actually hurting the cause.”
Well, okay. But why is Clay in my sex life this year? :o
“GRAHAM’S THIGH MUSCLES FLUTTERED WITH FATIGUE WHEN HE SAT DOWN.”
THAT IS
WHAT I LIKE
TO HEAR“Consequences indeed.”
Well
shit
Okay we have three options
“This is an agreed policy made by the Coalition Government that came into power in 2010”
“How did you know it was me, Gobbo?”
“”Oh, Done it”, said a voice”
“He seems to already understand his role in the live show, commanding the front of the stage when he should and ghosting aside when Herman, Sam, Vadim, and Fred make every aspiring metal musician in sight turn an envious shade of green with their shred.”
“He raped her, didn’t he?”………
“One body might need only five hours to feel fully made new, while someone else might need nine.”
“Bilbo Baggins called it a party, but it was really a variety of entertainment rolled into one.”
looks like im going to have an exciting sexy year
“We linguists often don’t think about the content of example sentences, but their content is very salient to readers.”
“You will complete your work by giving girls a moral education equal to that of their brothers; for education is for the soul what watering is for plants; it makes it fertile, causes it to bloom.”
hawt (educating? *waggles eyebrows*)
(there) was even something theatrical about it, as if she were aware of all eyes on her- especially Will’s.
Okay, okay. So I have a William Herondale on me? Awesome. Yes to all the above.
“I’m not one of them!”
“There was a single cot and a small TV hooked up to a satellite dish, and the Iraqi had just brought Kauzlarich an orange soda when from the TV there came some kind of roar.”
today a guy confirmed that at boy sleepovers they do in fact talk about girls and who they like a good majority of the time i just thought this would be useful information
Why does this have so many notes? What did you think we do at sleepovers? Meth? Animal sacrifice?Well thats what girls do
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No limits, anyone who reblogs this gets the tracklist messaged to them.
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