when i was in year 5, i did a speech on clumsiness for my school’s public speaking contest and to be clever, i tripped on my way to the stage dropping my note cards all over the place, but then i pulled the real ones out of my pocket saying ‘if you’re going to be clumsy, it pays to be prepared!’
everyone lost their shit and i got second place
If you got second place who got first… Did they talk about fire safety and burn the stage down or something
this is my brother two years ago. we were at the park, just me and him, and he turned to me and said “kayla, don’t you ever wish there were no bad people in the world?” i thought it to be a funny thing for a 5 year old to say, but shrugged it off. last year, he didnt come home from school, we thought that being only in grade prep, he might’ve decided to go home with his bestfriend without telling us, but he didn’t. the school confirmed they saw him get on his school bus after the bell rang. but thats all we knew, the bus driver said that he had gotten off a stop early, my mother was frantically searching the neighbourhood for him. we never found him. it’s been two years and we’re still looking for him, he was such a beautiful boy, and i cant help but think the worst. he could be anywhere in the world by now, so please, reblog this, no matter where you’re from, you could save a life. xx
if you dont reblog this i have no respect for you. help save a child’s life.
this literally breaks my heart
this relates to my blog in 0 ways. but how can i not reblog this. you have to be one heartless person to not reblog this.
I really hope he is found.
oh my god. have hope. i wish you the best of luck omg <3
We are with you
Please reblog this beautiful boy to help the family find their lost son 😢
REBLOG THIS POST. FAKE OR NOT, I DON’T CARE JUST HELP.
this has nothing to do with my blog. but please reblog this. this seriously made me cry. i hope you find your brother, dear!
this breaks my heart
i don’t really care if this isn’t indie soft grunge or bubblegum enough and will “ruin” your blog. you could be saving the life of a young child and if you see this and choose to not reblog it then you must be a seriously terrible person. please reblog if you have a heart
im reblogging this because i want this boy to be save but shut your guilt tripping mouth no one cares about “if yoo dunt reblog dis yoo hav no <3”
infact that makes people want to reblog less
I HAVE SWEATER ON IM TOO HOT I TAKE SWEATER OFF IM TOO COLD FUCK THIS BULLSHIT WORLD
I COMPLAINED ABOUT THIS TO MY MOM AND SHE TOLD ME TO PUT ON THE SHRUG MY AUNT KNITTED ME ONE PROBLEM THE SHRUG MY AUNT KNITTED ME IS BULLSHIT
LOOK AT THIS
FUCKING LOOK AT THIS
THERE IS NO HEAD HOLE
WHAT IS THE POINT OF THIS
im still going to be laughing about this the next time i see you
NO DON’T BRING THIS BAKC
RDJ, honey, the reason they don’t let you take props home is they’re worried you’d start wandering around in public wearing the Iron Man armor.
^Reblogging because that comment is absolutely true^
i like boys in theory and then one gets too close to me adn im like nah
All these things can exist in the same woman. Women shouldn’t be valued because we are strong, or kick-ass, but because we are people. So don’t focus on writing characters who are strong. Write characters who are people. (x)
- WiFi: connected
- Me: then fucking act like it
do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general
BUT YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING.It’s in words
The next time a guy complains about being friendzoned, send him this picture.
this is why it’s so low on imdb bc one bitter guy thinks racism doesn’t exist
"WOMAN IN TRACKSUIT PROBABLY NOT DISOWNED BY ENTIRE FAMILY"
That’s what you get for reading the daily mail in the first place
Thank you Hilary duff. I love you.
needed to reblog this again
one of disney girls who actually made something of themselves
Hilary you are literally my idol. thank you for making something valuable out of your life.
So my parents just found out about my fourteen year old brother smoking weed because they found this on his window ledge. So in the middle of a huge lecture my dad decides to open the Baggie and smell it to see how strong it is. He immediately starts crying with laughter. THIS NIGGA HAS BEEN BUYING AND SMOKING FUCKING OREGANO. FUCKIN ITALIAN HERBS. SON. I CAN’T. I CANNOT. I CAN’T DO THIS.
This isn’t funny. That’s the gateway drug to a full blown marinara addiction. It’s good this was caught before this kid started hanging out at Olive Garden and sucking on every breadstick he can find to score another hit.
IT GOT BETTER.