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'Ello. My name is Jennie. I'm 20. I am a Christian. My URL is supposed to look like JennieisADD as in attention deficit disorder. I blog and internet and stuff.
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leviisacutelittleshit:

colourfulpantsandarainbowhat:

beggars-opera:

colourfulpantsandarainbowhat:

WHY DO PEOPLE CALL IT FUCK, MARRY, KILL WHEN THEY COULD CALL IT BED, WED, BEHEAD

easy there henry

whos henry what thef uck?

*faint laughter from Britian*

*history teachers crying*

huffingtonpost:

Homeless shelter is transformed into 5-star restaurant, hot food and warm hearts all around.  See the full video here. 

sleepyfoxstar:

Reel back the sass Phil

sleepyfoxstar:

Reel back the sass Phil

phyxiated:

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.

Im crying oh my god

phyxiated:

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.

Im crying oh my god

erinkyan:

one day this won’t make me laugh but today is not that day

erinkyan:

one day this won’t make me laugh but today is not that day

captaincatwoman:

disneygirlwithablog:

Let’s just take a moment to appreciate that Amy Adams had to hold a live fish in her mouth. A LIVE FREAKING FISH

Let’s talk about the fact that the receptionist is Jodie Benson, the voice of Ariel.

weallheartonedirection:

When my grandma died I found this in her room, I laughed so hard and I made me much more happy

weallheartonedirection:

When my grandma died I found this in her room, I laughed so hard and I made me much more happy

break-this-frozen-heart:

princessmeldrops:

So I went on Omegle last night with cute intentions, and…
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i laughed way too hard jesus christ

les miserables alternate script

javert: prisoner 24601, your time is up, your parole's begun! do you know what that means?
jean valjean: yes.. it means i'm free!
javert: yep, free to go. you only stole some bread anyway. good luck out there buddy
jean valjean: right on. later jav
javert: peace out
/end

toxicnebulae:

*applies mascara to leg hair* yes, much more definition and volume

cheesoisuncool:

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this is the best article title ive ever seen it doesnt just say ‘top 10 plants that can kill you’ it says top 10 plants that WILL kill you these plants are going to fuck you up and theres nothing you can do about it

adventuresonpaper:

thewanderingtrickster:

adventuresonpaper:

thewanderingtrickster:

My dad was kinda disappointed in Frozen because he was totally expecting Hans to rip off his gloves in the last part of the movie and have fire powers.

but could you imagine how cool that would be?? Then Elsa and Hans could duel it out with magic 

His red hair was apparently what made my dad start thinking that. And Southern Isles, you know, where it’s supposed to be warmer.

your dad should have written frozen

daffodiled:

Just ordered my new crop top!

daffodiled:

Just ordered my new crop top!