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sunblaze:

notcinderellamayberobinhood:

ionlyblogturtles:

livingmywayeveryday:

n-0-t-p-e-r-f-e-c-t:

owl-outside-chris-house:

vickified:

hijackieee:

“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”

omg yes

lol yes, so then i can shave.

Yes.

reblog it everytime, cause it’s so stunning.

Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!

     One minute, 37 seconds.
     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.
     One minute, 29 secods.
     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.
     One minute, six seconds.
     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.
      54 seconds.
     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?
     30 seconds.
     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.
     25 seconds.
     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.
     20 seconds.
     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.
     19. Faster.
     18. Quicker.
     17. More rapid.
     16. It’s racing.
     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.
     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.
     10 seconds.
     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.
     5. My heart has given up entirely.
     4. I stop walking.
     3. Just waiting left.
     2. Everything is about to change.
     1. Deep breath.

     0000 d 00 h 00 m 00 s

     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.
     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”
     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

xD, love, can i keep it?,

omg.

Remember Ron and Kim Possible?

Sat, 29 Dec 2012 01:41:57 +0400

departured:

primabitch:

unimportant:

trilln-ggas:

tomlinstergram:

b00-you-wh0re101:

rawr—imadinosaur:

Reblog and click the picture.

my childhood is ruined. D:

WHAT

nonononononononononononono!

OMFG HAHAHAHAHA WHAT

WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

woww lol was not expecting that

well things definitely change over the years

well i wasn’t expecting that at all

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Sat, 29 Dec 2012 01:17:06 +0400

tehlittleninja:

lucky-ch4rmss:

asdfghjkl-mi4:

mahalkitax3:

topraymen:

A 14 years old boy got beaten half dead by his stepfather. His only fault was this that he tried to protect his little sister from being raped. Now he’s struggling for his life, but doctors say he won’t make it without a surgery. His mother doesn’t have money to pay it.tumblr donates 45cents for every sharing or reposing.

Please Verify, Don’t Ignore thinking It To be FAKE
(Mother’s Number Not Disclosed For Security Reasons)
Doctor’s Contact Number: +91 20 6721 3400
Hospital Name: Sahyadri Hospital

Please help.
Lke, share & spread the message..! Share if you care !

this won’t make your blog look ugly. have a heart now

this should have more notes

Please go save a life

I try so hard to have faith in the world but these people make me sick.