not sure what it is about tiny bows on bras and underwear but theyre neat as hell
So I’m trying to make some extra money to pay off bills, save up for conventions and Christmas (It’s so close!) and pay on my school loans. I make comic book shoes for fun and many people have told me to try selling them. So here is a link to my etsy shop. Right now I only have one listing up….
when my friends ask me for money
Please keep this circulating. Cops are getting more and more brazen, know your rights!
good to know
doodlies i did during the charity livestream!
Mark drowning during Terraria,Mark’s request, Wade with boobs and Bob as a dickbutt,hope you 3 had a good rest after that!
/goes back to playing tf2 -peej
this dog is that character you think is evil but actually has a heart of gold
seeing someone from school in public
Imagine if the series had ended right after this moment.
I don’t get help because I am the helper.
I’m sure I’m not the only person who can relate to this. You’re the friend who helps everyone, gives them advice when they need it, tells them they’re perfect when they feel ugly, and help them with their relationships even though you’ve never been in one yourself. But then the time comes around for you to be sad, for you to need help, and they’re not there to give it. Sure, sometimes you may not tell people you need help when you need it, but when you do tell everyone just ignores the fact and continues on with their lives like you don’t matter. And then the next day they come to you for more help.
I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t even care if I get their help or not. I wouldn’t even know what to do if they did offer help, I’ve never been on the other side of the relationship and I would feel out of place if I was. I’ve become better at dealing with my feelings and problems myself rather than telling anyone or even anything.
Reporting of incident where this man fucking forcibly ran into @bdoulaoblongata with his walker while saying he is Darren Wilson. Protestors were protesting this location because owner stopped allowing black patrons to enter, only white patrons and pulled a gun out on protestors.
Video clips of him allowing white patrons only and locking door to come.
CAUSE I SERIOUSLY NEEDED SOMETHING LIKE THIS WHEN I WAS YOUNGER. I HOPE THIS HELPS YOU GUYS.
Don’t forget that drinking plenty of water and tea, eating a healthy diet and daily exercise will make a HUGE difference with your complexion. Touching your face frequently is also a big no-no. Everyone’s skin is different, so experiment with your own treatment routines and find what best suits you!! I think this is a topic that’s almost taboo to talk about, but everyone has it, so we might as well help each other out with what we’ve found successful, right!?
an actual helpful guide for acne, plus its actually really adorable
Yes i can.
So my high school band has gone to Disneyland two years in a row. Both years it has rained. Which made me tell my friends that those who live in Washington shall always have Washington weather.
My freshmen year it had just stopped raining, me and my group had been hurrying to get to next ride and i hadn’t been paying attention to where my feet were going because i was looking a hot guy in one of the other bands. So naturally i slipped and fell, catching myself with my wrist (ouchie). My group asked if i was ok but to my horror the hot guy i had been starring at had also come to ask me if i was all right. So i freaked out,said i was fine and ran off. Now three years later i’m mentally yelling at my old self because goddamn it he had been cute and cared for a random person who had fallen in a puddle.
That should be a book. Someone write a book on that
Nice to know you guys think my mess ups are book worthy. I think John Green will be best for this job.
You are not dying at the end!
Get meyers to do it so your ass lives forever! You know, just ignore the sparkling..
I think i would rather die thank you
Or it could be written by Steven Moffat. All our hearts soar with such a beautiful storyline, and then the tragedy strikes and we are all on the floor, crying into our pillows, and stuffing our faces with ice cream