Aww anon :(

I’m sorry, I don’t know what to say

I don’t know who you are, but I wish I did!

I can’t respond to feelings of whom I don’t know they belong

but come here let me hug you, I’m sorry but I’m an asshole -hug-

I want to see

how can one loose something they never had?

2am-temptations:

Coconut Water Champagne Fruit Punch

So if coconut water is the cure for hangovers, then logically, if I drank a fuck load of these I wouldn’t feel it one bit

SWEET

drunkenfist:

boltong:

boltong:

boltong:

my mother has been through a lot in the past few years, including a motorcycle accident that took her months to heal through, and juggling work with being a full time mother while also studying to get a degree in teaching - not to mention family problems and health problems i’d rather not get into. somehow, all through that, she stayed strong. my mother is an incredible mother, and i really want to give her back something.

to attempt this - i entered her in a competition on facebook. kinda lame, i know, but it’s a search for “Australia’s Sweetest Mum”, and i honestly think mine deserves that title. the major prize is something like $5000 worth of goods, and it would be incredible if i could give her this. i’m insanely poor what with being a uni student and i could never afford to give her ANYTHING like this prize offers. it would honestly make a huge difference to her and my family’s life. it’s all kitchenware and electronic goods, and mum’s been wanting to do up the kitchen for ages!

if you’d like to help me, go HERE (you may have to like the page, but its cake. who doesn’t like cake) , click “view/vote entries” and search for “bolton”. if you see the same picture, you’ve found me! if you’d like to help even more, just reblog this so i can get a little more help. every vote means a lot to me <3

there’s something like 3 hours left in this competition and i’d REALLY appreciate any and all reblogs and votes to keep my mum winning, i’m intensely grateful to anyone who has participated so far! thank you for helping me!

the competition is about to end, help keep mum at the top!

only 50 mins left guys, please help ! :D

kkatkkrap:

A’capella cover, huh… we’ll see about th…  …

collegehumor:

Honest Game of Life

It doesn’t end well.

winnafish:

yisusfishus:

coquiwi:

neofeliss:

krill-ex:

thathorse-obsessedgirl:

I apologize for such graphic pictures, but I’m not sugarcoating this.

Today while I was working at the barn, I saw this dog on the way back from a ride. He stood up and walked very cautiously over to the horses, but he didn’t come very close. He didn’t bark or growl, he just stood there. I couldn’t leave him there, I had to go back and get him with my car.

I got out of my car and walked slowly up to him. He put his head down and came towards me without my calling or anything. He sat down next to me (I didn’t pet him because he clearly has bad mange) and wagged his tail. He looked at me with his pretty blue-green eyes full of hope and I think he knew he would be ok.

I called every nearby animal control number and the Houston Humane Society right down the road. I had to go through so many menu options before I finally left a message… None of them have called me back, about eight hours later. 

I took matters into my own hands. I didn’t want to put him in my car because I transport my own dog, but I couldn’t just leave him. I figured there would be some way to sanitize my car so I gave in and called someone at the barn to help me get him in my car. He’s a small dog, but he has scabs all over his body and I wanted someone with gloves.

Anyways, I drove about five minutes to Houston Humane and the first thing the admissions lady told me is that they’ll hold him for three days and if no one claims him, they’ll put him down. Nope, that’s not gonna happen. I asked her where else I could take him and she gave me the number and address of BARC. I thanked her and got some gloves from her and loaded him back up in my car for the 45-minute drive to BARC.

They shuffled me around everywhere at BARC. I went through the door that said, “Entrance” and the guy made me go back through the “Exit” door. I know this doesn’t seem like much, but this puppy could hardly walk. He stumbled as if he were drunk and would occasionally just plop down. They determined he was too sick for him to be in the main building with all the other dogs, so I had to load him back up in my car and drive him to the rear entrance.

Some kind volunteers directed me to the vet building, and I waited in there for a vet tech for about 15 minutes. I sat next to him and talked to him. I told him over and over that he would be ok and I wouldn’t let anything happen to him. I told him he’s going to make an amazing pet someday and he’s in a safe place. I promised him.

The exhausted-looking vet tech came out, took my driver’s license (which they had already done at the front..) and entered me into “the system.” Then she came back over to me and the dog, whom I had named JoJo, and informed me of his fate. She said two very conflicting things and I’m still confused. First, she said that they’ll wait three days for someone to claim him, then have him evaluated by a vet and put him up for adoption if he’s not aggressive (which he clearly wasn’t). Good news, right? Then she said they’ll wait three days for someone to claim him and then euthanize him. I kept trying to clear this up with her and determine which one she meant because she wasn’t making sense, but I never got a clear answer. I’m pretty sure the answer is more towards the second option than the first.

Then I got mad. I asked her why the hell I took him there if they’re just going to kill him, just like they would’ve at Houston Humane. She shrugged and I said, “Ok well thanks,” and left with tears welling up.

I pretended to text on the way back to my car so the volunteers wouldn’t ask what was wrong. I got to my car and broke down crying for poor little JoJo. All I could think about was how amazing he’d be as someone’s dog and how I had promised him over and over that he’d be ok. I called Christy (the barn manager, we kept in contact the whole time so she knew what was going on) and told her the news and she got mad, too. She kept saying, “Why the hell do they call themselves a no-kill when they clearly do if the dog is the slightest bit sick? They’re not going to do ANYTHING for him?” My thoughts exactly.

I drove home crying and took a nice, hot shower. Christy had called me again while I was in the shower so I called her back and she had some good news for me. She knows a woman who brought a stray like JoJo into BARC, donated some money for his initial treatments, and then fostered him (and later ended up adopting him). Christy is actually offering to donate $250 to help him and she knows another woman who loves pitbulls and is already offering to foster him.

I’m not begging everyone to reblog this, though that would be appreciated. I’m not gonna hate you if you don’t. I won’t be mad if no one offers a little cash for his initial treatment. But it would make me and JoJo feel a lot better if you did.

We have until Thursday to figure all of this out. This dog needs a miracle, but Christy and I won’t stop until he gets his miracle.

P.S. To whoever did this to this dog - I sincerely hope you suffer equally as much as he did/does/will. I hope you find out how it feels to have someone give up on you, and that no one gives you a second chance. I know you’re out there because he has a collar and he’s neutered. It makes me sick to know that you exist.

I’m sorry to reblog again, but this is really awful. If you can’t donate, at least reblog. Please?

Reblogging to spread awareness. This poor dog…he needs all the help he can get. 

This is making me sick, but god I hope Jojo finds a good, loving home.

Things like this MAKES ME PHYSICALLY SICK, but this poor dog needs every help tumblr can give! Sadly I can’t donate, so I will put this as a signal boost.

SIGNAL BOOST.

The Teletubbies unmasked

fastpuck:

breedingseed:

Drill that ass

wow bless you for showing me this lingy

i actually just watched this at work

because i saw half a second of it and i couldnt take waiting all day to see the rest

ladies and gentlemen and everyone in between may i present to you dirk and jake fucking

couldn’t not reblog this.

sorry people i know irl.