Never seen this before…
He literally shat a brick
holy shit… you can see the plane crashing into the building. you can see it GLIDING almost. this is the best gif/photo i’ve ever seen of 9/11, it’s stunning (in the literal sense)
(Source: ravens-and-jellyfish, via swintister)
May 24, 2013 | A deep and meaningful conversation with a 2 month old baby by on Keek.com
Casual holiday reminder that the Weasley twins once bewitched snowballs to repeatedly hit Voldemort in the face.
The Weasley twins are some hardcore little shits.
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Anonymous asked: Dini, pedulikan ape haters cakap. taw taw taw. Kitew sayang awaks <3
Hahahaha memang tak kisah pun, buat lawak jerr. Kitew sayang sangat-sangat balik <3 <3
Oscar was adopted as a kitten from an animal shelter and grew up in the third-floor end-stage dementia unit at Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center in Providence, Rhode Island. The 41-bed unit treats people with Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s disease and other illnesses, most of whom are in the end stage of life and are generally unaware of their surroundings. Oscar was one of six cats adopted by Steere House, which bills itself as a “pet friendly” facility.
After about six months, the staff noticed that Oscar, just like the doctors and nurses, would make his own rounds. Oscar would sniff and observe patients, then curl up to sleep with certain ones. The patients he would sleep with often died within several hours of his arrival. One of the first cases involved a patient who had a blood clot in her leg that was ice cold at the time. Oscar wrapped his body around her leg and stayed until the woman died.In another instance, the doctor had made a determination of impending death based on the patient’s condition, while Oscar simply walked away, causing the doctor to believe that Oscar’s streak (12 at the time) had ended. However, it would be later discovered that the doctor’s prognosis was simply 10 hours too early: Oscar later visited the patient, who died two hours later.
Oscar’s accuracy led the staff to institute a new and unusual protocol: once he is discovered sleeping with a patient, staff will call family members to notify them of the patient’s (expected) impending death.
Most of the time the patient’s family has no issue with Oscar being present at the time of death. On those occasions when he is removed from the room at the family’s request, he is known to pace back and forth in front of the door and meow in protest. When present, Oscar will stay by the patient until they die, then after death will quietly leave the room.
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Okay so last night in one of the breaks between songs, kellin stopped and said “I’m sorry, i’m just staring at my beautiful daughter right now” and everyone chanted “BRING HER OUT” and he said he will only bring her out if we were very quiet (because he didn’t want us to scare her) and so we waited and he brought her out!! I swear I have never seen anything as cute as that little girl :’)
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— When I Was Your Man - Bruno Mars
What is up with all this?? This person either has too much time on her/his hands, or has a very unfulfilled life that the only gratification she/he gets out of life is to put others down, or perhaps is very insecure with her/his own looks that by hitting on how other people look compensates for her/his lack of it. Or perhaps, I guess all of the above!
Notice how she/he puts in a sweetener before throwing in the poison and then again adding on more sweeteners followed by more bitter poison. LOL like I don’t know my backside is as big as a bus, they don’t call me Kim K for nothing! (All as a joke, I’m not trying to be conceited, no!) Hahaha. At least I would never have the need for butt implants!!!!
Anyway, to the person who sent me these messages, thank you for stating the obvious (*sarcasm) and thank you for providing us (me, my sister and a great friend I showed this to) with so much laughter!! You are quite hilarious inspite of being so pitiful. My personal reply to you is
1. Grow up
2. Get a life
3. Make better use of your time. Spending hours stalking my tumblr is just not the way to go. Nothing taken personally (except your ip address 175.143.209.223 so think twice if you still decide to send me mssges) and hope the same goes to you.
PS. Anyone understand the psychology of hate?
