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Lmao so because I’m a tumblr person I shipped together me and my boyfriend’s Skyrim characters
Yes I accidentally kept my Orc’s name as Prisoner OH WELL IT’S MYSTERIOUS
DESI
STOP ME BEFORE THIS GETS OUT OF HAND

Lmao so because I’m a tumblr person I shipped together me and my boyfriend’s Skyrim characters
Yes I accidentally kept my Orc’s name as Prisoner OH WELL IT’S MYSTERIOUS
DESI
STOP ME BEFORE THIS GETS OUT OF HAND

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TEACHERS ARE FUCKING IMPORTANT

EVERY CHILD DESERVES A GREAT EDUCATION AND A WONDERFUL LEARNING ENVIRONMENT

AND EVERY TEACHER DESERVES TO LOVE THEIR JOB AND BE ABLE TO SUPPORT THEMSELVES WELL - FOR HAVING TO SUPPORT SO MANY CHILDREN OVER THE YEARS

I KNOW PLENTY OF TOTALLY BRILLIANT PEOPLE WHO MISSED OUT ON CERTAIN OPPORTUNITIES BECAUSE THEY WEREN’T GOOD AT STANDARDIZED TEST TAKING. THOSE OPPORTUNITIES SHOULD BE AVAILABLE TO EVERYONE, AND NOT NECESSARILY ON THE BASIS OF ONE VERY SPECIFIC THING.

SCHOOLING SHOULD BE SUPPORTING YOUR INNOVATION AND IMAGINATION, NOT STAMPING IT OUT.

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leftyloosy:

on my workout flow for the first time in months

OMG I WENT TO THE GYM FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY!!! My friends showed me how to use stuff and all I really want to do is bench press but I also discovered this cool machine that’s for inner thighs and I wanna work out those rider muscles ;););)And I’m starting to understand why girls take pictures of themselves at the gym and stuff……….I looked pretty sexy and we’re not even allowed to wear sexy gym stuff it was the school gym huehauehueheheheheAlso as a warning to all my followers you might have to turn away from sexy overload this is my bestie ofc

leftyloosy:

on my workout flow for the first time in months

OMG I WENT TO THE GYM FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY!!! My friends showed me how to use stuff and all I really want to do is bench press but I also discovered this cool machine that’s for inner thighs and I wanna work out those rider muscles ;););)
And I’m starting to understand why girls take pictures of themselves at the gym and stuff……….I looked pretty sexy and we’re not even allowed to wear sexy gym stuff it was the school gym huehauehuehehehehe

Also as a warning to all my followers you might have to turn away from sexy overload this is my bestie ofc

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“Guys must give better blowjobs, right?”
“…yeah, they do.”

“Guys must give better blowjobs, right?”

“…yeah, they do.”

(Source: guyssuckingdicks)

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thingsthatmakemecumhard:

and you know she loves having her asshole stretched out

;) ;) ;) ;) ;)

thingsthatmakemecumhard:

and you know she loves having her asshole stretched out

;) ;) ;) ;) ;)

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Feeling how wet I still am

And insisting on a quickie before he has to leave

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I left for a million reasons, but one of them was the hope that you would find her.

And though you never wrote a pretty word for me, I hope the return of your script means you’ve done it.

Best of luck, don’t let this one go.

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103.8° fever

desijoseph:

GET AT ME, BRO

GET BETTER, BRO

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Told him I never got a hickey before

And he left a mark on my chest that’s been there for like a month

That’s what I’m fucking talking about

Raising the standard

No more shit talking little boys for me no sir

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50shadesofsashagreyy:

I love joanna angel….And james deen of course

Wait this is hysteeeeeeeeeeeeerical gogogo

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captainredpipe:


“I miss you, John. 27 years later, I still wish I could turn back the clock to the Summer of 1980. I remember everything – sharing our morning coffee, walking in the park together on a beautiful day, and seeing your hand stretched to mine – holding it, reassuring me that I shouldn’t worry about anything because our life was good. I had no idea that life was about to teach me the toughest lesson of all. I learned the intense pain of losing a loved one suddenly, without warning, and without having the time for a final hug and the chance to say, “I love you”, for the last time. The pain and shock of that sudden loss is with me every moment of every day. When I touched John’s side of our bed on the night of December 8th, 1980, I realized that it was still warm. That moment has haunted me for the past 27 years – and will stay with me forever.” Yoko Ono’s letter to John Lennon - December 8, 2007

Love is terrifying, but love is true.

I basically started to cry reading this.
I was just thinking this morning upon waking up, that the earth needs a new messiah, because the days of being fruitful and multiplying are over, the days of women being subservient to men are over, the days of us being nothing more than farmers and shepherds are over. The earth is overpopulated, is suffering, is polluting, is arming and warring and slaying. But to say today that “I have seen God, and He has told me to share with you this:” is unacceptable. It is a crazy idea, even if we were to someday all understand that God is within each and every one of us, is inside of us and outside of us in everything that we know and see, even if we could all understand this - it would be a crazy thing to say. And nobody wants to be seen as crazy. Everybody wants to be accepted on this earth, by our other earthly beings and so we forsake the God within us all and we judge and hurt and scream and cry until we’re dead. Only once in a while are we graced with a figure that rises above us all and sends out a message of peace and prosperity without violence. The Martin Luther King Jrs. The JFKs. The Lincolns, the Ghandis.
John Lennon, through sweet sounds and soft words that we could all hear, but not quite all understand.
Anyone who stands up to preach the absolute truth to human ears, shot.
Shot to pieces.
For peace.
Because to imagine a world any different than the one we live in would be to let go of all of our inhibitions, to accept our brothers and sisters, to accept that heaven could be here on earth - and that would take away our dreams and fantasies. We like to disappear into our dreams and fantasies. We like to experience our pain in the real world, and our pleasure in the fake one. We like to separate the two.
It is a terrifying, terrifying idea that brought me to tears this morning too, to imagine that this, this is the world we live in. Where if I were even able to fight and push through the angry masses and rise above them all, as soon as I said the words I would be slaughtered. The modern day quick crucifixion. 
Our society is only as good as our criminals. Our killers. Our slayers of peace and honesty.
Rest in peace at last, Mr. Lennon. Your words wave upon my wall and hopefully someday they’ll fly through the minds of every person on earth. I can’t imagine the kind of pain his wife felt. Feels every day.

captainredpipe:

“I miss you, John. 27 years later, I still wish I could turn back the clock to the Summer of 1980. I remember everything – sharing our morning coffee, walking in the park together on a beautiful day, and seeing your hand stretched to mine – holding it, reassuring me that I shouldn’t worry about anything because our life was good. I had no idea that life was about to teach me the toughest lesson of all. I learned the intense pain of losing a loved one suddenly, without warning, and without having the time for a final hug and the chance to say, “I love you”, for the last time. The pain and shock of that sudden loss is with me every moment of every day. When I touched John’s side of our bed on the night of December 8th, 1980, I realized that it was still warm. That moment has haunted me for the past 27 years – and will stay with me forever.” Yoko Ono’s letter to John Lennon - December 8, 2007

Love is terrifying, but love is true.

I basically started to cry reading this.

I was just thinking this morning upon waking up, that the earth needs a new messiah, because the days of being fruitful and multiplying are over, the days of women being subservient to men are over, the days of us being nothing more than farmers and shepherds are over. The earth is overpopulated, is suffering, is polluting, is arming and warring and slaying. But to say today that “I have seen God, and He has told me to share with you this:” is unacceptable. It is a crazy idea, even if we were to someday all understand that God is within each and every one of us, is inside of us and outside of us in everything that we know and see, even if we could all understand this - it would be a crazy thing to say. And nobody wants to be seen as crazy. Everybody wants to be accepted on this earth, by our other earthly beings and so we forsake the God within us all and we judge and hurt and scream and cry until we’re dead. Only once in a while are we graced with a figure that rises above us all and sends out a message of peace and prosperity without violence. The Martin Luther King Jrs. The JFKs. The Lincolns, the Ghandis.

John Lennon, through sweet sounds and soft words that we could all hear, but not quite all understand.

Anyone who stands up to preach the absolute truth to human ears, shot.

Shot to pieces.

For peace.

Because to imagine a world any different than the one we live in would be to let go of all of our inhibitions, to accept our brothers and sisters, to accept that heaven could be here on earth - and that would take away our dreams and fantasies. We like to disappear into our dreams and fantasies. We like to experience our pain in the real world, and our pleasure in the fake one. We like to separate the two.

It is a terrifying, terrifying idea that brought me to tears this morning too, to imagine that this, this is the world we live in. Where if I were even able to fight and push through the angry masses and rise above them all, as soon as I said the words I would be slaughtered. The modern day quick crucifixion. 

Our society is only as good as our criminals. Our killers. Our slayers of peace and honesty.

Rest in peace at last, Mr. Lennon. Your words wave upon my wall and hopefully someday they’ll fly through the minds of every person on earth. I can’t imagine the kind of pain his wife felt. Feels every day.

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awolfinsheepwool:

Last year was a hard one for my family & me, as most of my followers from that time know. My grandfather was diagnosed with Salivary Gland cancer early in the summer 2011, thanks to intensive chemo and radiation treatments his cancer was in remission. But… come December his cancer returned. Was found to be spreading to his liver and bones, through all of this my mother was also diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer on her left breast in which she needed a mastectomy performed to remove her left breast. 

  I participated in the Lake Eola Walk for Breast Cancer last year to show my support for the research that could help find a cure and will be doing so again this year. I joined a Making Strides Against Breast Cancer to help raise money for the walk. If you would like to donate, or could simply give this post a signal boost(reblog) I would greatly appreciate it.

To Donate : CLICK HERE

Any little bit helps me reach the goal. Thank you all in advance. Also if you would like to find a walk in your area LINK HERE


To those that will participate in the walk in orlando I hope to see you there. Thank you all in advance. 

<3

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He was like the Marlin to my Dory; he made me focus, he made me remember

He was like the Marlin to my Dory; he made me focus, he made me remember

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That moment when the world stops for a bit because one of your biggest tumblr crushes follows you back. Fjsdflkasjda;oiwjselfkjdsdlkfj. Ahhh&lt;333 he&#8217;s so beautifullll!

That moment when the world stops for a bit because one of your biggest tumblr crushes follows you back. Fjsdflkasjda;oiwjselfkjdsdlkfj. Ahhh<333 he’s so beautifullll!

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