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mxtori:

I know you don’t like to talk, but you gotta do it for her.

OMG this transformation really got to me. You could see in his face that he was really sad and gonna miss her and loved her but he didn’t have the words to share those feelings. But he found them for his daughter and I just love him.

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  • 1. Last kiss

  • 2. Last phone call

  • 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. Self harmed

  • 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?

  • Actually ask me something. Anon or not.

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vonmunsterr:

ghostsneverleave:

insanihty:

xxarcane:

youremybrandnewday:

sp0tlessmiind:

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livingmywayeveryday:

vickified:


“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”

lol yes, so then i can shave.

     One minute, 37 seconds.     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.     One minute, 29 secods.     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.     One minute, six seconds.     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.      54 seconds.     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?     30 seconds.     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.     25 seconds.     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.     20 seconds.     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.     19. Faster.     18. Quicker.     17. More rapid.     16.  It’s racing.     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.     10 seconds.     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.     5. My heart has given up entirely.     4. I stop walking.     3. Just waiting left.     2. Everything is about to change.     1. Deep breath.
     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s
     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist, the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there. I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified, I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate. Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous. 
Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf. My wrist hit the 20 second mark
19 seconds
18 seconds
Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response. I panicked, I’d change my own fate if I had to. Running out of time I hurried through the back door. There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate. 
10 seconds
9 seconds
A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear. Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter. “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”
I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero. Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand. Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke. 
“I’m Steven.” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you.” 

 I watch my friend carefully. Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face. Exactly 2 minutes left, she tells me. We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes. I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something. ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped, I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off, looking at me awkwardly. “Sorry. It’s just a big day for me you know.” Yes I do know. You’ve been going on about it for the past year. I smile at her. ”Don’t worry. You nervous? You’ll be ok, you always are,” I grin, determined not to ruin this for her. It’s selfish of me to be moody. This is her future being determined. Right here. In now, precisely 1 minute 30 seconds. She smiles at me, but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes. She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot. Her eyes are wide with.. fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine. She keeps checking her wrist. So do I. The bus comes around the corner. 1 minute 10 seconds. ”Hey. I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here. I’ll sit a couple of seats away, and be there if you need me,” I say, squeezing her arm reassuringly. “Good luck.” I hope it sounded sincere. The bus pulls up and I climb on first, taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket. She’s shaking and looks a little green. I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now. I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners. My heart starts beating frantically. What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop. But she’s only 18, she can’t end up with a 80 year old.  I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard. The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him. Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed. Oh. Oh no. Stay calm. Someone is probably late. I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly. I think it’s more of a grimace. I take a seat near the back. Look at my watch. 25 seconds. She sits down a few seats away.
 Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus. He has that same frantic look in his eyes. I breathe out with relief. ”Yeah get on, we’re running late,” the driver says, taking his ticket. The boy looks around, carefully stepping towards the seats. He’s tall and handsome, holding a sketchbook. I smile slightly; my friend hates art. 4 seconds He spots her. 3 seconds His eyes widen as he walks closer, as if being pulled by an invisible rope. 2 seconds My friend stands up too, that same rope tying her to him. 1 second - ”I was worried the bus would leave. No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes, though he looks just as nervous as she. They smile at each other as they both sit down together. I can’t hear what they’re talking about.
 I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly I’m crying. Hot tears dropping down my cheeks.
 I look at my wrist, scratching at it. Trying to get rid of it. 
 The numbers have never changed.
 They’ve always been at 0.

Oh my god that last one…. My heart… The feels….

AGH ALL OF YOU WRITE A BOOK THIS VERY INSTANT. PLEASE.

this is beautiful and everyone needs to read it

i hate you tumblr, fucking breaking my goddamn heart

Then, one day, you’re having dinner with a friend you’ve known for as long as you can remember (or perhaps a friend of the family), and you finally talk to them about your counter. You’re crying, explaining that it’s always been at 0, and so you must not have a soul-mate.
Their eyes widen. Tears begin to form, and they throw their arms around you.
"Mine has always been at 0 too."
And that’s when you know…

10 seconds: the doorbell rings, i get out of my chair5 seconds: i give the man my money0 seconds: i open the box. it is the most glorious pizza i have ever seen in my life.

Just imagine that when you’re just starting kindergarten and they teach you about the time on your wrist, and you raise your hand in confusion and say “Mine isn’t working.” and one other kid says “Mine too.” And it’s the first kid you met on the first day of school. And your teacher just smiles at you two and you just sit there, young and confused until it sinks in a bit later.

dragon-tears-and-kisses

WILL SOMEONE MAKE THIS A BOOK?
PLEASE.


fishingboatproceeds REBLOG UNTIL JOHN GREEN SEES THIS AND DECIDES TO WRITE THIS PLEASE

It’s a movie! Called Timer on Netflix! Watching it now

mermaid-tears-in-a-wonderland:

dragon-tears-and-kisses:

weeping-angels-take-the-ponds:

vonmunsterr:

ghostsneverleave:

insanihty:

xxarcane:

youremybrandnewday:

sp0tlessmiind:

tiptreecrossing:

livingmywayeveryday:

vickified:

If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?

lol yes, so then i can shave.

     One minute, 37 seconds.
     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.
     One minute, 29 secods.
     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.
     One minute, six seconds.
     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.
      54 seconds.
     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?
     30 seconds.
     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.
     25 seconds.
     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.
     20 seconds.
     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.
     19. Faster.
     18. Quicker.
     17. More rapid.
     16.  It’s racing.
     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.
     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.
     10 seconds.
     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.
     5. My heart has given up entirely.
     4. I stop walking.
     3. Just waiting left.
     2. Everything is about to change.
     1. Deep breath.

     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s

     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.
     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”
     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist, the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there. I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified, I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate. Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous. 

Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf. My wrist hit the 20 second mark

19 seconds

18 seconds

Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response. I panicked, I’d change my own fate if I had to. Running out of time I hurried through the back door. There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate. 

10 seconds

9 seconds

A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear. Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter. “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”

I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero. Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand. Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke. 

“I’m Steven.” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you.” 

 I watch my friend carefully. Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face. Exactly 2 minutes left, she tells me. We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes. I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something.
 ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped, I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off, looking at me awkwardly. “Sorry. It’s just a big day for me you know.” Yes I do know. You’ve been going on about it for the past year. I smile at her.
 ”Don’t worry. You nervous? You’ll be ok, you always are,” I grin, determined not to ruin this for her. It’s selfish of me to be moody. This is her future being determined. Right here. In now, precisely 1 minute 30 seconds.
 She smiles at me, but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes. She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot. Her eyes are wide with.. fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine. She keeps checking her wrist. So do I. The bus comes around the corner. 1 minute 10 seconds.
 ”Hey. I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here. I’ll sit a couple of seats away, and be there if you need me,” I say, squeezing her arm reassuringly. “Good luck.” I hope it sounded sincere.

 The bus pulls up and I climb on first, taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket. She’s shaking and looks a little green. I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now. I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners. My heart starts beating frantically. What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop. But she’s only 18, she can’t end up with a 80 year old. 
 I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard. The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him. Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed. Oh. Oh no. Stay calm. Someone is probably late. I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly. I think it’s more of a grimace.

 I take a seat near the back. Look at my watch. 25 seconds. She sits down a few seats away.

 Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus. He has that same frantic look in his eyes. I breathe out with relief.
 ”Yeah get on, we’re running late,” the driver says, taking his ticket. The boy looks around, carefully stepping towards the seats. He’s tall and handsome, holding a sketchbook. I smile slightly; my friend hates art.
 4 seconds
 He spots her.
 3 seconds
 His eyes widen as he walks closer, as if being pulled by an invisible rope.
 2 seconds
 My friend stands up too, that same rope tying her to him.
 1 second -
 ”I was worried the bus would leave. No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes, though he looks just as nervous as she. They smile at each other as they both sit down together. I can’t hear what they’re talking about.

 I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly I’m crying. Hot tears dropping down my cheeks.

 I look at my wrist, scratching at it. Trying to get rid of it. 

 The numbers have never changed.

 They’ve always been at 0.

Oh my god that last one…. My heart… The feels….

AGH ALL OF YOU WRITE A BOOK THIS VERY INSTANT. PLEASE.

this is beautiful and everyone needs to read it

i hate you tumblr, fucking breaking my goddamn heart

Then, one day, you’re having dinner with a friend you’ve known for as long as you can remember (or perhaps a friend of the family), and you finally talk to them about your counter. You’re crying, explaining that it’s always been at 0, and so you must not have a soul-mate.

Their eyes widen. Tears begin to form, and they throw their arms around you.

"Mine has always been at 0 too."

And that’s when you know…

10 seconds: the doorbell rings, i get out of my chair

5 seconds: i give the man my money

0 seconds: i open the box. it is the most glorious pizza i have ever seen in my life.

Just imagine that when you’re just starting kindergarten and they teach you about the time on your wrist, and you raise your hand in confusion and say “Mine isn’t working.” and one other kid says “Mine too.” And it’s the first kid you met on the first day of school. And your teacher just smiles at you two and you just sit there, young and confused until it sinks in a bit later.

dragon-tears-and-kisses

WILL SOMEONE MAKE THIS A BOOK?

PLEASE.

fishingboatproceeds REBLOG UNTIL JOHN GREEN SEES THIS AND DECIDES TO WRITE THIS PLEASE

It’s a movie! Called Timer on Netflix! Watching it now

(Source: illness-and-instruments, via yellawunn)

Today marks 30 years of marriage for my parents! In a day and age of divorce and giving up my parents are proof that through God all things are possible. I love you guys! Thank you for giving me a standard and an example of what love truly is! I wish you lifetime more of love and success!

Today marks 30 years of marriage for my parents! In a day and age of divorce and giving up my parents are proof that through God all things are possible. I love you guys! Thank you for giving me a standard and an example of what love truly is! I wish you lifetime more of love and success!

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I should’ve paced myself …
Every OITNB fan who binge watched season 2 and now has to wait a year for season 3 (via dare-you-to-love-me)

(Source: orphanvause, via crystalf)

// When my resident tells me to call in a consult//

whatshouldwecallmedschool:

I’m Like: 

Lol. Yyyyyeessss. Did this on Friday

// Every time I have to present a patient//

whatshouldwecallmedschool:

The attending is always like:

Lol yesssss

mxtori:

I know you don’t like to talk, but you gotta do it for her.

OMG this transformation really got to me. You could see in his face that he was really sad and gonna miss her and loved her but he didn’t have the words to share those feelings. But he found them for his daughter and I just love him.

(Source: rhaegare, via crystalf)

dickprintbandit:

being patient is so hard when you see everyone around you getting their blessings before you.

Yesssss. But I continue to wait because in His perfect time, mine will come too. “Be still and know that I am God.”

(via crystalf)

closetomidnight:

curlskinksandcoils:

Natural ladies, have you heard about this?
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LOOK AT THIS!!!!!!!!!!


This will be big for the natural hair world!

closetomidnight:

curlskinksandcoils:

Natural ladies, have you heard about this?

CWK Straight Plates-Straighten Hair Without Heat

The CWK Straight Plates are a patent pending tool that straightens hair without the need for heat. This tool is designed for the curly, wavy and kinky haired girls around the world. Many women have experienced damage to hair by constantly applying heat and harsh chemicals. This tool is what we all have been looking for! It is very user friendly, light weight and functional. This product should be an additional tool in every CWK girl toolbox.

https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1855194586/cwk-straight-plates-straighten-hair-without-heat

LOOK AT THIS!!!!!!!!!!

This will be big for the natural hair world!

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yellawunn:

I think I’m about to cut my hair into a short hairstyle…seriously.

Don’t do it! Unless you have a clear idea and a picture to back it up. I just cutoff all of mine (was BSL) and I regret it. Largely because I didn’t have a clear vision and my beautician got scissor happy.

oreides:

giguana:

giguana:

TULSA, Oklahoma - Tulsa police said an 8-year-old girl was taken from a playground area at the Willowbend Apartments ( 3024 S. 101st East Avenue) on Sunday night. (May, 4th, 2014)
Monserrat Aguirre was playing on a swing set outside about 7:20 p.m., and a white man pulled up in a small white car, grabbed her, put her in his car and drove away, police said.
Witnesses said he was last seen heading west on East 31st Street.
Aguirre is described as Hispanic, 4-foot tall, 85 pounds with black hair and brown eyes. She was last seen wearing a white skirt with ruffles and a pink shirt.
The suspect is a white ma, possibly with a beard and a wearing a brown hat. The car could be a Ford Focus or Ford Escape, but officers aren’t sure. INFO UPDATED @ 10:18 PM Police believe it was a white, four-door sedan.
According to officials, the four children were playing. The suspect walked up to them and spoke. Then he grabbed her, pulled her into his vehicle and headed west on 31st street.
link to this article on OK news website, with more info added from this article
Please call 918-596-AMBR with information.

INFO ADDED @ 10:36 PM on first article linked above
Roberts said the girl’s family said there is no reason to believe a friend or family member would have been the one to take her. ”We’re going with, right now, that this is a complete stranger abduction,” Roberts said.


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oreides:

giguana:

giguana:

TULSA, Oklahoma - Tulsa police said an 8-year-old girl was taken from a playground area at the Willowbend Apartments ( 3024 S. 101st East Avenue) on Sunday night. (May, 4th, 2014)

Monserrat Aguirre was playing on a swing set outside about 7:20 p.m., and a white man pulled up in a small white car, grabbed her, put her in his car and drove away, police said.

  • Witnesses said he was last seen heading west on East 31st Street.
  • Aguirre is described as Hispanic, 4-foot tall, 85 pounds with black hair and brown eyes. She was last seen wearing a white skirt with ruffles and a pink shirt.
  • The suspect is a white ma, possibly with a beard and a wearing a brown hat. The car could be a Ford Focus or Ford Escape, but officers aren’t sure. INFO UPDATED @ 10:18 PM Police believe it was a white, four-door sedan.
  • According to officials, the four children were playing. The suspect walked up to them and spoke. Then he grabbed her, pulled her into his vehicle and headed west on 31st street.

link to this article on OK news website, with more info added from this article

Please call 918-596-AMBR with information.

INFO ADDED @ 10:36 PM on first article linked above

  • Roberts said the girl’s family said there is no reason to believe a friend or family member would have been the one to take her. ”We’re going with, right now, that this is a complete stranger abduction,” Roberts said.

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