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Ashleigh.
21.
Future Police Officer.
LotR and SPN fanatic.
Cat owner.

@thewigitwilson #mandevillepartyoftwo #wedding

@thewigitwilson #mandevillepartyoftwo #wedding

Preview of the wedding. #mandevillepartyoftwo #wedding #bridesmaid

Preview of the wedding. #mandevillepartyoftwo #wedding #bridesmaid

whores:

You deserve someone who loves you with all their heart, someone who will think about you everytime, someone who will be wondering every minute of the day what you’re doing, where you’re at, who you are with, and how you are. You need someone who helps you make your dreams come true, and make your fears go away. You need someone that treats you with respect, who loves you like no one no matter your flaws. You should be with someone that knows how to make you happy, really happy.

Hannah and I used a face mask that has menthol and now I look like a cartoon Satan. Help. #itburns

Hannah and I used a face mask that has menthol and now I look like a cartoon Satan. Help. #itburns

failnation:

My cousin works as an EMT. If you misspell a word you have to wear the C-Collar until the next person messes uphttp://failnation.tumblr.com

failnation:

My cousin works as an EMT. If you misspell a word you have to wear the C-Collar until the next person messes up
http://failnation.tumblr.com

pussymakedarules:

this is actually really cute 

pussymakedarules:

this is actually really cute 

deansass:

Gender stereotyping in the English language
I was doing my reading for class and I came across this and was shocked at how accurate it was.

deansass:

Gender stereotyping in the English language

I was doing my reading for class and I came across this and was shocked at how accurate it was.

dabhabit:

When I was in the hospital
I was roomed with a schizophrenic
And she was the most gentle person I have ever met
There was a boy with a long deep slit across his neck
Who told very funny jokes
A girl who never spoke a word
Would draw the most beautiful pictures
The boy who shook with anxiety
Could hold the most intelligent conversations
Even the girl who screamed in her sleep and picked at her skin
Had a heart the size of the ocean
We are not who you think we are

youllbesorrysweetie:

onlydillon:

when you’re talking to a really attractive person and then you realize they are in a relationship 

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I watched this 3 times before reblogging

radgoku:

i dont think my friends understand. when i say my room is messy i dont mean “cute” messy where i have a jacket hanging here and there i mean messy as in fuckin trash island where garbage citizens hold elections over who will become the next trash overlord it’s fuckin gross

mindswondering:

some drag queens are a much better influence in young girls than some teen queen pop stars out there.

phandoms-united:

art-sex-drugs:

I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong. 

When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens. 

I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit. 

Signal boost the fuck out of this

featherywingss:

One ring to rule them all…

featherywingss:

One ring to rule them all…

queenconsuelabananahammock:

angfdz:

me: *has an opinion*

me: *realizes that my opinion is a result of my limited world view*

me: *stays in my lane*

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