I write things, I read things. I watch things, I see things. I like things, I hate things, I love things.
cuddleholic:

pinkxst:

extriquee:

scienceyoucanlove:

darksuntheenderdragon:

moonstruckmod:

bempie:

ask-drunken-lin-bei-fong:

charitywaterproject:



EVERY REBLOG GENERATES 1-5 CENTS DONATION TO CHARITY: WATER
More RE-BLOGS = More DONATIONS = More LIVES SAVED
100% of donations directly fund water projects for communities in need, and we prove each one using photos and GPS coordinates on Google Maps.
$20  = 1 CHILD CLEAN WATER FOR 20 YEARS
Richard :-)


REBLOG 5,000,000 TIMES

WHERE ARE THERE SO LITTLE NOTES YOU GUYS
REBLOG THIS SAVE SOME LIVES.

Oh okay.

I can’t not reblog.
I care too much.

reblogging this to remind myself to donate when I get my purse 

reblogging this because I really want them to live like we do.

A MUST TO REBLOG

PLEASE REBLOG. I don’t care if it’s truth or not. But it may be, and you have to understand that this is REALLY important. When you get your hands dirty you just go to the bathroom and clean them. Well this people can’t, and they can’t shower either. And they need that water to drink it, and to stay alive. There’s people out there suffering, and just by reblogging you can help them. So please, I don’t care if this doesn’t fit your blog, this is actually worth it.

cuddleholic:

pinkxst:

extriquee:

scienceyoucanlove:

darksuntheenderdragon:

moonstruckmod:

bempie:

ask-drunken-lin-bei-fong:

charitywaterproject:

EVERY REBLOG GENERATES 1-5 CENTS DONATION TO CHARITY: WATER

More RE-BLOGS = More DONATIONS = More LIVES SAVED

100% of donations directly fund water projects for communities in need, and we prove each one using photos and GPS coordinates on Google Maps.

$20  = 1 CHILD CLEAN WATER FOR 20 YEARS

Richard :-)

REBLOG 5,000,000 TIMES

WHERE ARE THERE SO LITTLE NOTES YOU GUYS

REBLOG THIS SAVE SOME LIVES.

Oh okay.

I can’t not reblog.

I care too much.

reblogging this to remind myself to donate when I get my purse 

reblogging this because I really want them to live like we do.

A MUST TO REBLOG

PLEASE REBLOG. I don’t care if it’s truth or not. But it may be, and you have to understand that this is REALLY important. When you get your hands dirty you just go to the bathroom and clean them. Well this people can’t, and they can’t shower either. And they need that water to drink it, and to stay alive. There’s people out there suffering, and just by reblogging you can help them. So please, I don’t care if this doesn’t fit your blog, this is actually worth it.

if you’re a s t r o n g f e m a l e you don’t need permission

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Please stop and read this.

I’m doing a project on gay rights in today’s society.

So if you believe that same sex couples should be allowed to get married, please reblog this.

This would be a lot of help, thank you.

Sunday, August 31, 2014
Saturday, August 9, 2014
Monday, August 4, 2014
Anonymous:
What do you think happened in the caravan after Rae turned Finn down for sex? Do you think they lay in bed and talked?

madfatty:

This one got away from me. Sorry anon.

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Damnnit. Damnit you beautiful little mothballs, you got me feeling all the feels….

Sunday, August 3, 2014

When this moment between Olivier Giroud and Patrice Evra was more beautiful than that scene in The Notebook. [ X ]

When this moment between Olivier Giroud and Patrice Evra was more beautiful than that scene in The Notebook. [ X ]

Sunday, July 27, 2014
Tuesday, July 15, 2014

If there was ever anyone’s voice I wanted to steal, her’s would be it.

endemictoearth:

Nico Mirallegro’s BBC Breakfast interview on the 4th of July, 2014.

I think the thing that endears him to me, the reason this stupid kid with his stupid face wormed his way into a corner of my cold dead heart, is because he is so bloody EARNEST all the time. He’s, like, just so happy to be working, and happy to do projects that seem cool or interesting, and happy to talk about how the characters feel, because he’s a good actor, and knows how they feel, but he’d never SAY that about himself.

I don’t know. 

What? Just…what???

stagecoachjessi:

Nico Mirallegro on first meeting Sharon Rooney:  ”I remember when I first came in for an audition with Sharon. I said, ‘Hi, I’m Nico Mirallegro,’ and she said, ‘I’m Sharon Rooney,’ with this broad Scottish accent. And then we went to do the scene and she just had this perfect Yorkshire accent. I didn’t realise she was going to do that.”

Oh my god, the things I would do to see that audition tape…

Saturday, July 5, 2014
Sunday, June 29, 2014

Finn, Chop, Izzy

Finn still remembered the day he met Izzy. He and Chop were eight at the time and they did everything together—as you do when you’ve been best friends since before you can even remember. The Gruesome Twosome their neighbors and parents took to calling them every time they came pedaling down the street on their bikes, always jabbering back and forth.

Chop had Finn over at his for the afternoon as he had almost every day for the two weeks since school let out for summer holiday. It seemed like just another day of the two of them passing a football back and forth in his yard, kicking it into the flower beds and running around pretending they’d just scored the winning goal of the World Cup. Then they heard the moving van.

It pulled up across the street two houses down from Chop’s behind an olive green station wagon. The two boys stopped short as soon as they saw it, their ball rolling away as they watched and waited to see who would climb out of the car. Maybe it was a new lad moving in. Maybe he’d have a choice game system or a decent stereo. Maybe he’d just be a good laugh they could hang out with.

A man got out first, hurrying up the walk to unlock the door for the movers, and a woman followed carrying a box marked “breakables” she looked like she’d been clutching in her lap the whole trip. Meanwhile the movers were opening up the back of their truck and rolled out a long, sloping ramp to start unloading furniture and larger boxes.

Finn and Chop were just about to write this new addition off as yet another sneering, scolding kid-less couple when they heard a final car door open.  A girl about their age, maybe a year or two younger, climbed out of the backseat. Finn glanced at Chop expecting his friend to pull some mocking face and crack a joke about them getting back to the game before she invited them over for a tea party. But Chop didn’t even look at Finn.

He just stood there in rapt silence, his eyes never leaving the girl.

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Tuesday, June 17, 2014
 
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