Posted 2 days ago
livinginmagic:

wholockian221b:

because-misha-collins:

severedhead-justteaformethanks:

pineappledean:

thebrotherswinchester:

just-be-my-soul:

sams-soul:

SPN FANDOM TRADITION: ALWAYS. REBLOG. ON. TUESDAY.

DO WANT THIS TRADITION TO STAY FOREVER IN THIS FANDOM

ALWAYS.











FANDOM LAW YOU MUST ABIDE

ALWAYS.

TUESDAY, PIG’N’POKE!

livinginmagic:

wholockian221b:

because-misha-collins:

severedhead-justteaformethanks:

pineappledean:

thebrotherswinchester:

just-be-my-soul:

sams-soul:

SPN FANDOM TRADITION: ALWAYS. REBLOG. ON. TUESDAY.

DO WANT THIS TRADITION TO STAY FOREVER IN THIS FANDOM

ALWAYS.

FANDOM LAW YOU MUST ABIDE

ALWAYS.

TUESDAY, PIG’N’POKE!

Posted 2 days ago

yisusfishus:

coquiwi:

neofeliss:

krill-ex:

thathorse-obsessedgirl:

I apologize for such graphic pictures, but I’m not sugarcoating this.

Today while I was working at the barn, I saw this dog on the way back from a ride. He stood up and walked very cautiously over to the horses, but he didn’t come very close. He didn’t bark or growl, he just stood there. I couldn’t leave him there, I had to go back and get him with my car.

I got out of my car and walked slowly up to him. He put his head down and came towards me without my calling or anything. He sat down next to me (I didn’t pet him because he clearly has bad mange) and wagged his tail. He looked at me with his pretty blue-green eyes full of hope and I think he knew he would be ok.

I called every nearby animal control number and the Houston Humane Society right down the road. I had to go through so many menu options before I finally left a message… None of them have called me back, about eight hours later. 

I took matters into my own hands. I didn’t want to put him in my car because I transport my own dog, but I couldn’t just leave him. I figured there would be some way to sanitize my car so I gave in and called someone at the barn to help me get him in my car. He’s a small dog, but he has scabs all over his body and I wanted someone with gloves.

Anyways, I drove about five minutes to Houston Humane and the first thing the admissions lady told me is that they’ll hold him for three days and if no one claims him, they’ll put him down. Nope, that’s not gonna happen. I asked her where else I could take him and she gave me the number and address of BARC. I thanked her and got some gloves from her and loaded him back up in my car for the 45-minute drive to BARC.

They shuffled me around everywhere at BARC. I went through the door that said, “Entrance” and the guy made me go back through the “Exit” door. I know this doesn’t seem like much, but this puppy could hardly walk. He stumbled as if he were drunk and would occasionally just plop down. They determined he was too sick for him to be in the main building with all the other dogs, so I had to load him back up in my car and drive him to the rear entrance.

Some kind volunteers directed me to the vet building, and I waited in there for a vet tech for about 15 minutes. I sat next to him and talked to him. I told him over and over that he would be ok and I wouldn’t let anything happen to him. I told him he’s going to make an amazing pet someday and he’s in a safe place. I promised him.

The exhausted-looking vet tech came out, took my driver’s license (which they had already done at the front..) and entered me into “the system.” Then she came back over to me and the dog, whom I had named JoJo, and informed me of his fate. She said two very conflicting things and I’m still confused. First, she said that they’ll wait three days for someone to claim him, then have him evaluated by a vet and put him up for adoption if he’s not aggressive (which he clearly wasn’t). Good news, right? Then she said they’ll wait three days for someone to claim him and then euthanize him. I kept trying to clear this up with her and determine which one she meant because she wasn’t making sense, but I never got a clear answer. I’m pretty sure the answer is more towards the second option than the first.

Then I got mad. I asked her why the hell I took him there if they’re just going to kill him, just like they would’ve at Houston Humane. She shrugged and I said, “Ok well thanks,” and left with tears welling up.

I pretended to text on the way back to my car so the volunteers wouldn’t ask what was wrong. I got to my car and broke down crying for poor little JoJo. All I could think about was how amazing he’d be as someone’s dog and how I had promised him over and over that he’d be ok. I called Christy (the barn manager, we kept in contact the whole time so she knew what was going on) and told her the news and she got mad, too. She kept saying, “Why the hell do they call themselves a no-kill when they clearly do if the dog is the slightest bit sick? They’re not going to do ANYTHING for him?” My thoughts exactly.

I drove home crying and took a nice, hot shower. Christy had called me again while I was in the shower so I called her back and she had some good news for me. She knows a woman who brought a stray like JoJo into BARC, donated some money for his initial treatments, and then fostered him (and later ended up adopting him). Christy is actually offering to donate $250 to help him and she knows another woman who loves pitbulls and is already offering to foster him.

I’m not begging everyone to reblog this, though that would be appreciated. I’m not gonna hate you if you don’t. I won’t be mad if no one offers a little cash for his initial treatment. But it would make me and JoJo feel a lot better if you did.

We have until Thursday to figure all of this out. This dog needs a miracle, but Christy and I won’t stop until he gets his miracle.

P.S. To whoever did this to this dog - I sincerely hope you suffer equally as much as he did/does/will. I hope you find out how it feels to have someone give up on you, and that no one gives you a second chance. I know you’re out there because he has a collar and he’s neutered. It makes me sick to know that you exist.

I’m sorry to reblog again, but this is really awful. If you can’t donate, at least reblog. Please?

Reblogging to spread awareness. This poor dog…he needs all the help he can get. 

This is making me sick, but god I hope Jojo finds a good, loving home.

Things like this MAKES ME PHYSICALLY SICK, but this poor dog needs every help tumblr can give! Sadly I can’t donate, so I will put this as a signal boost.

Posted 4 days ago

A Little girl, 3 yrs. old picked up by a man driving a gray car, license plate: Quebec 72B 381. Canada. Reblog this. It could save her. The Kidnapping is recent so do it, 3 seconds will not kill you. If it were your child.

Posted 4 days ago

I drew this horrific piece of art in a minute.

I call it. ‘Le Jake Engloi.’

Posted 6 days ago

horrorshowdoctor:

My favorite Rose outfit.

Full size. (Warning: huge.)

Posted 6 days ago

nepeter:

vlad-and-the-machine:

caramelbits:

kawaiians:

if ur ever doubting how perfect rose is

sassy babe

remember when “Rose is kinda gangsta”

Posted 6 days ago
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Posted 1 week ago

randomlinktime:

it had to be done.

Posted 2 weeks ago

Reblog if you actually care about me.

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Posted 2 weeks ago

Reblog if you actually care about me.

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Posted 3 weeks ago

confectioneryaficionado:

thegirlinred93:

strider69:

marquisespinneretmindboob:

It saddens me so many people have reblogged this, and so many people have felt this horrible feeling that I, too, have experienced. I wish I could do something for each soul. More than 25,000 people. Can’t believe.

More than 73,000 people now..

220,000…………………………

and counting

shit man

I’m number 253,715.

And I didn’t just think about it - I tried. I don’t tell people about it cause it was when I was a lot younger, but… well. I’m okay now, so I guess maybe my friends should know about it. If they’d want to hear.

a result of a whole mess of things

which are now fortunately all in the past

and now i do what i can to help others going through the same kind of stuff C:

There’s been a lot of times for myself. Mainly the effect was being sexually harassed by a guy who was my first boyfriend…

I can honestly say I am glad to still be here today. I do my best to help talk people out of these thoughts.

Just cause everything seems hard right now, doesn’t mean it’ll be like this forever. Our lifes are written in our own books, and we’re just playing through as it is written.

Good or bad, we should endure it. We should survive through all tough challenges.

(Source: ianplatero)

Posted 3 weeks ago
keepcalm-countcalories:

This is my best friend, Berlina.
Since kindergarten, she’s been bullied over her weight. She’s had health complications because of it. She’s changed schools because of it. And when I met her in year 7, she was still so bubbly, so full of life, you’d never believe that someone this strong was hiding so much pain. 
She’s always been there for me as a friend. Last year, she sat by my hospital bedside for hours and hours and hours after my overdose. She literally wouldn’t leave until the nurses forced everyone out. And the sacrifices she’s made for not only me but all of my friends amazes me, because she’s taken on everyone else’s pain as well as her own. 
Recently, she’s been through a lot. It’s our final year of high school and all our teachers are harassing her for ‘not putting enough effort into her studies’ despite the fact that she’s not going for an ATAR (final exam rank). She cuts the words fat and ugly into her arm. She’s dealt with death threats from one of her ex best friends. She’s had guys treat her like shit and been called a slut and a fat bitch. And so she’s starting to believe it.
Please, please reblog this if you think Berlina is beautiful, inside and out. Reblog if you have a friend who’s amazing who you want to tell all of tumblr about. 
Reblog because no one so good should feel so bad that they want to end their own life.

keepcalm-countcalories:

This is my best friend, Berlina.


Since kindergarten, she’s been bullied over her weight. She’s had health complications because of it. She’s changed schools because of it. And when I met her in year 7, she was still so bubbly, so full of life, you’d never believe that someone this strong was hiding so much pain. 

She’s always been there for me as a friend. Last year, she sat by my hospital bedside for hours and hours and hours after my overdose. She literally wouldn’t leave until the nurses forced everyone out. And the sacrifices she’s made for not only me but all of my friends amazes me, because she’s taken on everyone else’s pain as well as her own. 

Recently, she’s been through a lot. It’s our final year of high school and all our teachers are harassing her for ‘not putting enough effort into her studies’ despite the fact that she’s not going for an ATAR (final exam rank). She cuts the words fat and ugly into her arm. She’s dealt with death threats from one of her ex best friends. She’s had guys treat her like shit and been called a slut and a fat bitch. And so she’s starting to believe it.

Please, please reblog this if you think Berlina is beautiful, inside and out. Reblog if you have a friend who’s amazing who you want to tell all of tumblr about. 

Reblog because no one so good should feel so bad that they want to end their own life.

Posted 3 weeks ago

reaching-out-to-you:

elasticitymudflap:

annimate:

suckmydickmotherfucker:

stale-brain-cake:

reddpenn:

Shadows, my senior film at MCAD.

i’m cry

Woow

actual tears ;A; 

At first I didn’t think it would be that sad…

Then I pressed play.

oh god

;-;

;A;

my emotions! D’:

Posted 3 weeks ago

yummytomatoes:

senorpacman:

What better love is there… Than Bro Love…

Art done by YummyTomatoes! 

HAHA OMG THIS IS SO CUTE DJSKHDFJ IM SO GLAD O SAW THIS BEFORE I SLEPT thank you so much OHHGHKFDHDF