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I <3 <3 Dr. Who!!!!

September 30, 2014 1:52 am

nonlinear-nonsubjective:

no i dont want to be a billionaire to live a lavish lifestyle i want to be a billionaire to be financially secure and have enough money to give people things and support charities and fund kickstarters and leave hundred dollar tips

(via tardis-full-of-psychopaths)

1:52 am

hungrylikethewolfie:

lady-chyna:

logicislife:

jessycanhasblog:

irishsub:

Oh wow these girls are brilliant.

Toccata and Fugue in D Minor | Johann Sebastian Bach.

I wonder how long it took to practice this shit

(Source: videohall, via ineffableboyfriends)

1:52 am
brimstone1121:

IF U DONT REPUB THIS SPOOPI SKELETON HE WILL COME INTO UR ROOM AND SPOOP U 2 DEATH SO REPUB BEFORE TOO LATE!!!

brimstone1121:

IF U DONT REPUB THIS SPOOPI SKELETON HE WILL COME INTO UR ROOM AND SPOOP U 2 DEATH SO REPUB BEFORE TOO LATE!!!

(via solitudeinstardust)

1:51 am
wingardium-liftiosa:

slowfedex:

So I came home from school a few days ago and found this on one of the cabinets in my house. 
See about three years ago my parents decided to go on a big push to get healthy. At the time we were all really overweight, it was a good idea. Our motto became “Eat less. Exercise more.” This was reasonable, because we often had thirds in every meal, and I couldn’t run to my mail box without getting out of breath.Since that time between the four members of my family we’ve lost a hundred and sixty pounds. I am muscled, curvy, and a weight I love. I exercise four days a week, usually boxing early in the morning before school. Usually in the course of a day I’ll eat two pieces of toast, a sandwich and a fruit, and a small piece of meet with a couple vegetables. 
My parents are not impressed. At one time, they always repeated to me “healthy at any weight”, but now it has turned not to being healthy to be healthy, but lose weight lose weight lose weight. 
My eleven year old sister and I have started working with each other to sneak food into our rooms that they won’t notice we’ve taken.
The other day, I didn’t wake up at five before school to work out, and my dad yelled at me, making me promise to work out an extra day that week. 
My dad picks apart my lunch in the morning. Recently, they started giving me only half a sandwich. 
A few days ago, my sister went to get a cheese stick after school, and my mother told her that if she ate it, it would be her entire dinner. My sister ate it, and didn’t get dinner. 
My parents told me I need to get a personal trainer so I can “improve faster”. 
My family has a history of eating disorders, and everyday my family seems more and more anorexic. I’m scared for both myself and my younger sister. Both of us try to not eat, because we get approval from our parents for being “more healthy”. I’ve stopped eating lunch, trying to loose weight so that they will be nicer to me. 
I don’t think my parents realize that they’re fostering eating disorders, but the other day I tried to make myself puke, because they treat food like poison. 
I was wondering if you could reblog this if you think this sounds unhealthy, because I keep trying to talk myself out of thinking that it is. 

This is horrifying.

wingardium-liftiosa:

slowfedex:

So I came home from school a few days ago and found this on one of the cabinets in my house. 

See about three years ago my parents decided to go on a big push to get healthy. At the time we were all really overweight, it was a good idea. Our motto became “Eat less. Exercise more.” This was reasonable, because we often had thirds in every meal, and I couldn’t run to my mail box without getting out of breath.

Since that time between the four members of my family we’ve lost a hundred and sixty pounds. I am muscled, curvy, and a weight I love. I exercise four days a week, usually boxing early in the morning before school. Usually in the course of a day I’ll eat two pieces of toast, a sandwich and a fruit, and a small piece of meet with a couple vegetables. 

My parents are not impressed. At one time, they always repeated to me “healthy at any weight”, but now it has turned not to being healthy to be healthy, but lose weight lose weight lose weight. 

My eleven year old sister and I have started working with each other to sneak food into our rooms that they won’t notice we’ve taken.

The other day, I didn’t wake up at five before school to work out, and my dad yelled at me, making me promise to work out an extra day that week. 

My dad picks apart my lunch in the morning. Recently, they started giving me only half a sandwich. 

A few days ago, my sister went to get a cheese stick after school, and my mother told her that if she ate it, it would be her entire dinner. My sister ate it, and didn’t get dinner. 

My parents told me I need to get a personal trainer so I can “improve faster”. 

My family has a history of eating disorders, and everyday my family seems more and more anorexic. I’m scared for both myself and my younger sister. Both of us try to not eat, because we get approval from our parents for being “more healthy”. 

I’ve stopped eating lunch, trying to loose weight so that they will be nicer to me. 

I don’t think my parents realize that they’re fostering eating disorders, but the other day I tried to make myself puke, because they treat food like poison. 

I was wondering if you could reblog this if you think this sounds unhealthy, because I keep trying to talk myself out of thinking that it is. 

This is horrifying.

(Source: elliotinthesky, via joinmeinthetardis)

1:48 am 1:47 am

meag-an:

thoselonelyeyes:

think about what your dog would say to you if he knew how much you hated yourself

this just changed my life

(via in-case-the-disco-gets-panicked)

1:47 am

jettgrrrl:

not moving out of the way for males when you’re walking somewhere is so great, they act so surprised and offended that you didn’t acknowledge their space

(via natashwarma)

1:47 am
shadowsorella:

ITS TIME FOR SCHOOL GET THE FUCK UP

shadowsorella:

ITS TIME FOR SCHOOL GET THE FUCK UP

(Source: frenchdad, via natashwarma)

1:46 am
vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

(Source: transtofuscramble, via in-case-the-disco-gets-panicked)

1:46 am
dekutree:

drive

dekutree:

drive

(Source: nkym, via natashwarma)