tastefullyoffensive:

"Margaret, I don’t think they’re open on Sundays."

tastefullyoffensive:

"Margaret, I don’t think they’re open on Sundays."

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do you ever like a post and think “oh wait it’s probably not kosher for me to like that post” and then immediately unlike it

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”
On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 
Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 
This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”

On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 

Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. 
I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 

This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

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Originally from london, i wanna kiss every single one of you.

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Originally from 21:38

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steamedbunnies:

Brotherhood will forever be my favorite

steamedbunnies:

Brotherhood will forever be my favorite

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Originally from Byun's (mostly) Art Blog

paranoid:

when your crush  starts a conversation but decides to ignore you after 5 minutes.

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Originally from Miley

galaxys4:

talkin to ur crush like
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Originally from skellyking

finished season one of oitnb and the first episode of season two. thoughts so far from a confused white boy:
a) every character is so fascinating there’s not anyone that I dont enjoy watching (even fucking larry)
b) nikki is literally perfect and my favorite, shortly followed by alex and poussey
c) I dont understand why everyone hates piper
d) morello’s voice is soothing
e) so many feelings goodnight

Anonymous asked:

dear kyle. yes! europe. starting on london. thank you. also, hope things go well with the metalsmith. best.

thank you friend

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Originally from nothing here

update: didn’t get a milkshake. got a quesdilla tray. double fries. still feelings.

so i just finished s01e11 of oitnb and there are so many feelings right now i need a milkshake

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Originally from gypsy soul