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ask me a number

7 Jul

ask me a number

  1. Whats your middle name?
  2. How big is your bed?
  3. What are you listening to right now?
  4. What are the last 4 digits in your cellphone number?
  5. What was the last thing you ate?
  6. Last person you hugged?
  7. How is the weather right now?
  8. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
  9. What is the first thing you notice in the opposite sex?
  10. Favorite type of Food.
  11. Do you want children?
  12. Do you drink?
  13. Ever get so drunk you don’t remember the entire night?
  14. Hair color?
  15. Eye colour?
  16. Do you wear contacts/glasses?
  17. Favorite holiday?
  18. Favorite Season?
  19. Have you ever cried over a girl/boy?
  20. Last Movie you Watched?
  21. What books are you reading?
  22. Piercings?
  23. Favorite Movie?
  24. Favorite college football Team?
  25. What were you doing before filling this out?
  26. Any pets?
  27. Dogs or cats?
  28. Favorite Flower?
  29. Have you ever loved someone?
  30. Who would you like to see right now?
  31. Have you ever fired a gun?
  32. Do you like to travel by plane?
  33. Right-handed or Left-handed?
  34. If you could go to any place right now where would you go?
  35. Are you missing someone?
  36. Do you have a tattoo?
  37. Do you still watch cartoons on Saturday mornings?
  38. Are you hiding something from someone?
  39. Are you 18?
  40. What do before you go to bed?

oh let’s do it!

I’ll just reblog until my ask box has numbers above it…

Post an actor/actress in my ask box. I will tell you ALL the movies I have seen that they appeared in.

25 Jun

Post an actor/actress in my ask box. I will tell you ALL the movies I have seen that they appeared in.

you’re beautiful, its true:)

17 Jun

you’re beautiful, its true:)

I hate seeing stuff like “I want to be skinny” on my dashboard. Seriously people, it’s not healthy to not eat. I get it, people will judge you on how you look. But really, you’re all beautiful. Maybe no one tells you this but you need to believe it, because you are okay? Go ahead and exercise if it makes you feel good, but stop starving yourself to look like that girl on the magazine. Its all photoshopped and some of these models are told to starve themselves. Eat what makes you happy.  

There’s a difference between being fit and loving your body and destroying yourself to look like someone else. It’s not even worth it. If you don’t like what I’m posting then I won’t apologize as its what I believe in… I believe every girl should feel happy with their weight and the way the look. Don’t let anyone ever tell you you’re fat or “ugly”… because they are probably unhappy with the way they look and want you to feel the same. Every morning look at yourself in the mirror and say “I am beautiful”<3… Because you’re beautiful, its true:).

My new secondary blog. :)

13 Jun

My new secondary blog. 🙂

Marcus Mumford & Carey Mulligan were childhood pen pals!

12 Jun

Marcus Mumford & Carey Mulligan were childhood pen pals!

Mental Age Test

9 Jun

Mental Age Test

keithjacks:

celiareilly:

britishbitch:

owl-the-strange:

idstealyourdreamsificould:

affectionatestitches:

kachiimi:

nutellaavenger:

xanenightwing:

mynameispivot:

bitmaptoastie:

8ad8r8k:

relezu:

goodbyeskylark:

raining-memories:

pervertedprince:

span-kun:

penguinanimalcracker:

46

39

Thirty-six. 

38

38

47

28.

oh

45

I am my mother.

44

45

41
…well 

42. …Um.

32 HA HA HA

42 HAW.

38

i am 0k with this 🙂

I like how most everyone who’s done this is just about 2 generations ahead of themselves.

37

okay

37

40… And then it told me it was a miracle I found the Internet. 

What the heck? 40? No way. 😐

Imagine your wedding day.

8 Jun

Imagine your wedding day.

You’re in a changing room with your best man, ready to walk down the aisle. You and your girlfriend have been dating for three years now, engaged for five months— it’s finally time to become husband and wife! You’ve got the suit, she’s got the dress and her ring and bridesmaid— and today’s the day.

A knock comes at the door, though, just as you’re rolling up your cuff sleeves.

“I’m sorry, sir,” the preacher says. “A vote has just been called for; it should only take a few minutes.”

“A… vote?”

“Yes, sir,” the preacher says. “The whole town has to vote on your marriage.”

Wait. What?

You look to your best friend, who just shrugs his shoulders. You walk into the church proper and you see hundreds of people lined up to cast a ballot. There’s your mother and your father and her mother and father. There’s the woman who taught you in third grade. There’s the grocery store owner who always thought you were looking for trouble, and that guy who you accidentally got in trouble once for having a fake ID, and the religious old lady who thinks you shouldn’t kiss before you got married.

There’s the crazy ex-girlfriend of yours that thinks that you’re meant to be, your grandparents, all of those who approve and disapprove of you— and then there’s complete strangers.

Someone turns on a TV screen shoved in the corner of the room, and the news comes on. People are lining up all over to cast their ballot. And the preacher wasn’t exaggerating— in fact, he understated it. It’s not just the town— it’s the state. No, wait. It’s the entire country? Voting on your marriage?

Your girlfriend is crying in the corner, her white wedding dress slumping pathetically against the floor. You don’t know what to say. You just wanted to walk down the aisle. On the news, there’s a talk radio host talking about how ‘young men and women should wait until they’re at least 30 until getting married’ and how your marriage will taint the institution of marriage all together.

After a long, long wait, you hear the results. “I’m sorry,” the preacher says, “but you just can’t get married. The country has spoken. I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

You hang your suit back up and kick off your shoes. She takes off her wedding dress and curls the tulle and organza in her hands. You exit the church with a large boulder of shame sitting in-between your two shoulder blades.

Where had you gone wrong? What right did those strangers have to say who you should marry? You love this girl with your whole heart, and it was supposed to be the best day of your life. And now it’s gone.

Sounds outrageous, right?

This is what happens when you vote on marriage. This is what happens when you vote down the possibility of gay marriage.

But this isolated incident won’t happen! You’re exaggerating!

Too late. It already has.

You don’t have the right to say that any two people can or cannot be married, no matter what the circumstance is. It’s that fucking simple.