multicolors:

benskid:

Know where you stand.

Wow

(Source: fer1972, via loveroflove)

disneybound:

http://imgur.com/a/qMTRS

pretttyyyy cool

Some Harry Potter Facts.

brokenpromisesanddbrokenhearts:

closeyoureyesometimesithelps:

inkandpinktacos:

not-broke-just-bent:

pedrotojal:

This will make you think about life. 

1)  The day my sister got back from the hospital after a suicide attempt. I didnt let go for about an hour.

2) Kid just found out his brother was shot and killed.

3) A Russian war veteran kneels beside the tank he spent the war in, now a monument.

4) Man sobbing at animal shelter. After being jailed briefly and his dog Buzz Lightyear impounded he couldn’t afford the $400 to get his pet back.

5) A firefighter gives water to a koala during the devastating Black Saturday bushfires that burned across Victoria, Australia, in 2009.

6) Alcoholic father with his son

7) Robert Peraza pauses at his son’s name on the 9/11 Memorial during the tenth anniversary ceremonies at the site of the World Trade Center.

8) Greg Cook hugs his dog Coco after finding her inside his destroyed home in Alabama following the Tornado in March, 2012

9) After two double lung transplants and years of battling cystic fibrosis, my good friend passed away last Saturday. This was one of the last pics taken with his mother.

I really hate being a girl and having hormones because I am crying for like the fourth time TONIGHT because of a post on Tumblr. I am so done.

this needs a million notes and I’m thoroughly disappointed in how few notes this has damn it

i am not crying it’s just raining on my face

Why did I have to find something so sad at 1:45 in the morning. But the tears 

snowce:

An artist with Alzheimer’s drawing self-portraits

working with people with alzheimers definitely makes you aware of how detrimental the disease is, but for some reason these loo scary beautiful even as they change

snowce:

An artist with Alzheimer’s drawing self-portraits

working with people with alzheimers definitely makes you aware of how detrimental the disease is, but for some reason these loo scary beautiful even as they change

(Source: mildlyamused, via wibblywobbly-timeywimeyy--stuff)

boyslut:

vrede:

tofux:

breadzepplin:

vashxthexstampede:















Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.
Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.

















To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.



Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”
All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.
Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.
One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.
Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.
Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.
At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.
Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.
Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.


I will forever reblog this

I’m gonna cry. That was so beautiful
ok i seriously cried my eyes out omg

This is so so so sad

sho cuteee :(

boyslut:

vrede:

tofux:

breadzepplin:

vashxthexstampede:

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.

Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.

To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.

Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.

Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.

Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.

At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.

I will forever reblog this

I’m gonna cry. That was so beautiful

ok i seriously cried my eyes out omg

This is so so so sad

sho cuteee :(

(via brokenpromisesanddbrokenhearts)

A very confused Jennifer Lawrence backstage at the Golden Globes

we’re like the same person.

(Source: jenniferlawrencedaily, via loveroflove)

simplyjnguyen:

Twenty Dollars 
A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked. “Who would like this $20 bill?”
Hands started going up. He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you - but first, let me do this.” 
He proceeded to crumple the 20 dollar note up. He then asked. “Who still wants it?” Still the hands were up in the air.
“Well,” he replied, “what if I do this?” He dropped it on the
ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. “Now, who still wants it?”
Still the hands went into the air.
“My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No
matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.
Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless; but no matter what happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. 
Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still
priceless to those who love you. The worth of our lives comes, not in what we do or who we know, but by …WHO WE ARE.
You are special - don’t ever forget it.”
This post always shows up in my life when I need to hear it most.

simplyjnguyen:

Twenty Dollars 

A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked. “Who would like this $20 bill?”

Hands started going up. He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you - but first, let me do this.” 

He proceeded to crumple the 20 dollar note up. He then asked. “Who still wants it?” Still the hands were up in the air.

“Well,” he replied, “what if I do this?” He dropped it on the

ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. “Now, who still wants it?”

Still the hands went into the air.

“My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No

matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.

Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless; but no matter what happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. 

Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still

priceless to those who love you. The worth of our lives comes, not in what we do or who we know, but by …WHO WE ARE.

You are special - don’t ever forget it.”

This post always shows up in my life when I need to hear it most.

(Source: loves-war, via wibblywobbly-timeywimeyy--stuff)

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OMG I CANT GET OVER THE ADORABLENESS

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itsjustanotherblogger:

healthiie:

Neck & Shoulders
Hatha Yoga for Neck and Shoulder Health - 57 Min
Yoga for Neck and Shoulder Tension and Injuries - 14 Min
Feel Good Friday: Yoga for Neck & Shoulders - 14 Min
Back to School Shoulder Stretches - Yoga Sequence - 6 Min
Yoga for Your Shoulders 10 Minute Workout Routine - 10 Min
Beginners’ Yoga for Shoulder Strength with Melissa McLeod - 22 Min
Chest:
Yoga Workout Beginners Home Chest & Shoulders Exercise Routine How To - 11 Min
Yoga for Heart Opening - 10 Min
Heart Opening 30 Min Yoga Class - 31 Min
Heart Chakra Yoga Sequence - 10 Min
Arms:
Yoga for Firm and Shapely Arms and Shoulders - 9 Min
Arm Yoga Workout - 4 Min
Total Body Transformation Yoga: Hips and Arms - 11 Min
Yoga For Arm Strength: Part One (8Min) & Part Two (2 Min)
Yoga For Guitar Players — Arms, Wrists, and Fingers - 8 Min
Back:
Yoga for Back Strength - 7 Min
Yin Yoga for the Spine - 60 Min
Restorative Yoga For Back - Restoraflow - 40 Min
Yoga for Back Care - 15 Min
Yoga Workout | Low Back Pain Stretches Routine - 10 Min
Yoga for your back - 19 Min
Lower Back Relief - 17 Min
Abs:
Yoga 4 Abs with Gillian B & Sebastian - 10 Min
Yoga for Abs and Core Strength - 8 Min
Yoga Abs Workout - 10 Min
Iron Yoga Abs & Closing Stretches - 15 Min (Note: Includes weights. If you dont have weights, use a can from the pantry or something similar.)
Yoga to Build Strong Abs - 7 Min
Hips:
Hip Opening Yoga - 45 Min
Yoga Flow Hip Openers - 14 Min
Wall Yoga for Hips and Hamstrings - 12 Min
Yoga for Hip Pain and Stiffness - 17 Min
Butt, Hips & Thighs Warm up - 7 Min
Yoga Mania: Move those hips! - 12 Min
Office Yoga: Hip Release - 10 Min
Yoga for your Butt - 6 Min
Yoga Tone your Butt and Thighs - 4 Min
Legs:
Denise Austin: Yoga Legs Workout - 10 Min
Gentle Yoga for Tight Legs and Hips - 20 Min
Yoga for Sexy Legs - 6 Min
Sleek Yoga Legs - 4 Min
Full Body/Full Classes:
Jillian Michaels: Yoga Meltdown Level 1 - 35 Min
Weight Loss & Fatburning Yoga Workout - 20 Min
Yoga for Weight Loss - 20 Min
Yoga for Runners - 26 Min
Foundations in Flow Yoga Class with Fiji McAlpine - 48 Min
Connections to Core Power Yoga Class with Fiji McAlpine - 57 Min
Energizing Sunrise Practice - 38 Min
Power Yoga with Bryan Jones - 31 Min
Yoga Class with Logynn Northrhip  - 60 Min
Yoga Basics to Improve Alignment - 62 Min
Yoga for Beginners Two with Dr. Melissa West - 60 Min
Intermediate/Beginner: Lunch Time Yoga Class - 45 Min
Enjoy :)

Yoga is actually pretty fucking great. Really helps develop muscle control, in my opinion. Makes other workouts easier.

itsjustanotherblogger:

healthiie:

Neck & Shoulders

Chest:

Arms:

Back:

Abs:

Hips:

Legs:

Full Body/Full Classes:

Enjoy :)

Yoga is actually pretty fucking great. Really helps develop muscle control, in my opinion. Makes other workouts easier.

(Source: recoverykitty)