July222014

gingerphoenix:

kanayagoddessofsass:

SO APPARENTLY RAP STANDS FOR “RHYTHM AND POETRY”

image

(Source: tereziredglare, via sorelatable)

3PM
3PM

Curious?

  • 1. Last kiss
  • 2. Last time you had sex
  • 3. Last text message
  • 4. Last song you listened to
  • 5. Last time you cried
  • HAVE YOU EVER:
  • 6. Dated someone twice
  • 7. Been cheated on
  • 8. Kissed someone & regretted it
  • 9. Lost someone special
  • 10. Been depressed
  • 11. Been drunk and threw up
  • THIS YEAR HAVE YOU:
  • 12. had sex
  • 13. How many people have you had sex with this year?
  • 15. Made a new friend
  • 17. Laughed until you cried
  • 18. Met someone who changed you
  • 19. Found out who your true friends were
  • 20. Found out someone was talking about you
  • 26. What did you do for your last Birthday
  • 27. What time did you wake up today
  • 29. Name something you CANNOT wait for
  • 30. Last time you saw your all of your siblings at the same time
  • 31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life
  • 32. What are you listening to right now
  • 33. When is the last time you had sex?
  • 34. Who's getting on your nerves right now
  • 35. Most visited webpage
  • 36. Favorite colour
  • 37. Nicknames
  • 38. Relationship Status
  • 39. Zodiac sign
  • 40. Male or female
  • 41. Primary school
  • 42. Secondary School
  • 43. High school/college
  • 44. Eye color
  • 46. Height
  • 47. Do you have a crush on someone
  • 48. What do you like about yourself
  • 49. Piercings
  • 50. Tattoos
  • 51. Righty or lefty
  • FIRSTS:
  • 53. First piercing
  • 54. First best friend
  • 55. First hookup
  • 56. First Bestfriend
  • RIGHT NOW:
  • 59. Eating
  • 60. Drinking
  • 61. I'm about to
  • 62. Listening to
  • 63. Waiting for
  • YOUR FUTURE:
  • 64. Want kids?
  • 65. Get married?
  • 66. Career
  • WHICH IS BETTER:
  • 67. Lips or eyes
  • 68. Hugs or kisses
  • 69. Shorter or taller
  • 70. Older or Younger
  • 71. Romantic or spontaneous
  • 72. Nice stomach or nice arms
  • 73. Sensitive or loud
  • 74. Hook-up or relationship
  • HAVE YOU EVER:
  • 76. Kissed a stranger
  • 77. Drank hard liquor
  • 78. Lost glasses/contacts
  • 79. Had sex
  • 80. Broken someone's heart
  • 82. Been arrested
  • 83. Turned someone down
  • 84. Cried when someone died
  • 85. Fallen for a friend
  • DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
  • 86. Yourself
  • 87. Miracles
  • 88. Love at first sight
  • 89. Heaven
  • 90. Santa Clause
  • 91. Kiss on the first date
  • 92. Angels
  • 93. How would you label yourself?
  • 94. Someone You Pray Everyday For
  • 95. Did you sing today
  • 96. Who From All Your Ex's have You Cared The Most About
  • 97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?
  • 98. Out Of Everything In The World What Do You Wish For
  • 99. Are you afraid of falling in love?
  • 100. Do you like the way you look?
3PM

(Source: joydivsion, via sorelatable)

2PM

I think my exam went really well. Hopefully I actually did as well as I thought. Now I am on to preparing to go to the Dominican Motherhouse tonight with University Catholic!

July212014
7PM
punhks:

destroyed-and-abandoned:

Abandoned tree house mansion in Florida by Drew Perlmutter

WHY WOULD YOU EVER ABANDON THIS I WOULD LIVE HERE FOREVER

punhks:

destroyed-and-abandoned:

Abandoned tree house mansion in Florida by Drew Perlmutter

WHY WOULD YOU EVER ABANDON THIS I WOULD LIVE HERE FOREVER

(via marshalleyes)

7PM
“Not eating in order to lose weight is like not watering your plants in order to kill weeds. In the end, you kill the good along with the bad.” unknown  (via runningtorio2016)

(via bdnocampo)

7PM
catsbrb:

qrinninq:

everythingi-love:

h0llyywood:

p0t4-to:

stfutony:


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.

Omfg. This. This is why i do what i do. Bless your soul.

This is beautiful

Never not going to reblog this

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i love this so much

Q’d

catsbrb:

qrinninq:

everythingi-love:

h0llyywood:

p0t4-to:

stfutony:

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.

Omfg. This. This is why i do what i do. Bless your soul.

This is beautiful

Never not going to reblog this

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i love this so much

Q’d

(via bdnocampo)

7PM

revelation19:

musiqchild007:

OOOO I HATE HIM FOR THAT.

I love how hard Andrew Garfield is losing it the whole time.

(Source: 5fifth.tumblr.com , via adventurestosainthood)

← Older entries Page 1 of 528