I’m old, Dean. Very old. So I invite you to contemplate how insignificant I find you.
WAKE UP POTTER
WE’RE GOING TO THE ZOO
Oh i get it now.
Can you not?
AHG, I fucked this up!
omfg I’ve seen the high school musical post about 15 times and I’ve never understood why it had so many notes. Now I finally understand
Albert, king of the jungle
Help is needed!
Faith Hope and Love Inc. is an animal rescue that had recently opened in Titusville, Florida. They have several lovely dogs and cats up for adoption. I myself have met most of these animals, and was amazed at how very friendly and loving they all are (both the cats and the dogs). The two who own the rescue are wonderful, helpful people who are doing all they can to help these animals find great homes. In the past they have found homes for over 400 animals.
Lately they’ve been having real trouble keeping the rescue alive. They couldn’t get a grant to help them pay rent, and now are being threatened with eviction. If this happens, more than likely all of these wonderful animals will be thrown away at the pound to be put down.
Please help us keep us keep them alive by donating!
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Or donate at there facebook (their paypal can be found in the About panel)
If you can’t donate, please signal boost this!
I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy
because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless
and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that.
Capone prided himself as a man with style. If he ever killed someone himself, or one of his henchmen killed an important person, hundreds of dollars worth of flowers was sent to the funeral. In one fight between Capone’s men and another gang, an innocent woman was shot, not fatally, and required hospital treatment. Capone personally paid for all the hospital fees. He also would pay for all children’s hospital bills when he visited.
It’s so nice to be able to see a picture of you now and not feel a single thing, not even a twitch of sadness or pain.
Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.
You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.
You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.
You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.
Fun facts about your sign here
Kate Moss and Johnny Depp