reblog and make a wish!
this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.
THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.
The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.
AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.
THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.
I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS
LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL
IM STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS
holy fuck, I didn’t expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever it’s just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASN’T SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS.
I WANTED TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND AND I DIDN’T THINK I’D GET DAYS OFF BUT THIS WEEKEND I’M HEADING UP THERE??? THIS IS CRAZY SHIT
SO LIKE I JOKINGLY WISHED FOR MY OWN LEN KAGAMINE AND THEN LIKE A WEEK LATER I GOT A LEN NENDOROID??? H ELP
WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????
ok I’ve said this before but IM DOING IT AGAIN THE FIRST TIME I SAW THIS, MY WISH DID COME TRUE SO I REBLOGED AGAIN AND SAID IT IN THE TAGS BUT THEN I WISHED FOR SMTH ELSE AND IT LITERALLY LITERALLY HAPPENED LIKE A COUPLE DAYS LATER WHAT THE HELL SO NOW IM WRITING THIS HERE FOR YOU BC I DONT BELIEVE IN THIS CRAP BUT STILL IT’S AN AWFULLY BIG COINCIDENCE
THE BOY I FELL I LOVE WITH LEFT TO TRAVEL THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD AND HAS BEEN GONE NOW FOR 3 MONTHS. WE HAVENT SPOKEN SINCE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE HIM FEEL TRAPPED TO ME AND NOT ENJOY HIS TIME SO I WAITED FOR HIM TO CONTACT ME FIRST. I SAW THIS ON A PARTICULARLY LOW DAY WHEN I WAS MISSING HIM SO MUCH I CRIED FROM THE PAIN, GUYS I REALLY LOVE HIM, SO I THOUGHT MEH WHAT THE FUCK, AND WISHED HE WOULD JUST LET ME KNOW HE WAS OKAY.
HE FUCKING CALLED ME 20 MINUTES LATER
20 FUCKNG. MINUTES. LATER.
GOOD THINGS DO HAPPEN. AND ITS IN THIS POST.
I wish for someone to leave something in my ask.
OKAY SO I ASKED FOR A HEDGEHOG AND NOW GUESS WHO HAS A PET HEDGEHOG
worth a shot huh
please wish.. please come true :(
SPREAD THE DAMN WORD
THAT WAS COOL
My hands are too small to do this effectively.
I wish I wasn’t iPod
if you’re on ipod you just hold down the reblog button
wtf just happened??
SHIFT + R does the same thing. And it’s easier…
As Leo ran into the coffee shop behind the other; he slammed he door shut behind them and looked at an unexpected company in the coffee shop. He watched as the stranger held a bag of heads.
Tilting his head to the side; the vampire had cut the other off as he sensed another presence in the room. “Be quiet!” He hissed. “We are not alone.” He spoke softly as he slowly moved to where the male with the bags of head was. He heard a low groan from behind the counter. Easing his way over to the counter; Leo leaned over to see not one, but two dead corpses began to return to life. “We have to get out of here.” He quickly turned around to face both the males.
Kyle glanced from each male, wondering how his day had gone from relaxing to hectic in under a few minutes. He shook his head and quickly put away his phone and ear-buds, tucking them away in his pocket. Then finally noticing the male with the bags, he quietly chuckled. Someone was having some fun with these creatures. “Why?” Kyle asked blatantly, his eyes gleaming with mischief, brightening when a groan was heard. “And what company do we have today?” He smirked, following his teammate to look behind the counter. He slyly slid his hand in his pocket and wrapped his slender fingers around the pocket knife he always carried, flipping it open. “I’ll take care of them.” He whispered as he stalked the creatures, his blade gliding through their necks like cold butter. He stood up and any sliver of his past washed away, and his eyes dulled to their normal sparkle. “What do you suggest, executioner?” Kyle asked, turning to the man with the bag.
”The air… It’s different.” The pure blood mumbled out loud as he walked through the wrecked streets with his red hood pulled over his head. The wind blew lightly as everything around the vampire was silent. Too silent. Step by step, the pure blood’s red optics gazed among the decomposing corpses that laid limply all over the streets. Had a epidemic broke out? Most likely. There was no possible way that the dead could rise once more. Briskly jumping over a dead corpse, Leo’s ankle was soon grabbed. Tripping and falling over the ground; the vampire instantly started to kick the rotten corpse dead on the head. He made sure to kick as hard as he could to make sure it was officially dead.
With a final kick, the vampire sprawled back up and brushed the dirt off of him. “Damn.” He cursed under his breath before he turned around and watched a pack of living dead chasing after a young boy.Stopping when he had caught sight of him; Leo waved at him to catch his attention. Once the male had caught sight of him, the pure blood quickly spoke since they didn’t have much time at all. “You. Me. Team. Yes?” He asked as he looked back and fourth at the mob of zombie to him.
As Kyle meticulously carved his name into the crisp white paper of the animal shelter’s sign-out sheet, he saw many of the other volunteer’s shuffle out the door, the sound from the creaky old door screamed in his ears causing him to flinch. The perfect line of the “L” in his name quickly turned into a jagged mark, and Kyle sighed. He had been working so hard to better his handwriting and here this harmless sounds becomes the downfall of his goal. “Oh well…” He muttered, scribbling down the rest of his name and grabbed his jacket out of the nearby lockers. “In other news, hundreds of people presumed dead after a devastating…” Jumping, Kyle quickly shut off the government provided TV and slid on his jacket. “The things the news comes up with!” Kyle scoffed, walking out of the antiquated building. He put in his ear-buds and ironically blasted his music, pulling up his hood as he walked down the street towards his home.
After a few songs had played, Kyle was into the music and barely noticed when a wrinkly hand grabbed him on the shoulder. Startled, Kyle jerked away then recovered, taking out his ear-buds and apologized to the person until he realized it really wasn’t a person at all. “Holy shit!” Kyle yelled as he took in the sight of the diseased… something. With blood oozing out of various places and skin that looked like it had been 6ft underground for quite sometime, it barely resembled a man. Kyle slowly backed away, but his poorly planned escape route was cut short when he bumped into yet another living dead thing. Pulling out of his dazed surprise, he glanced around just in time to see a mob of the creatures walking towards him. He picked up the pace, spiriting away as his adrenaline surged. He looked up and saw a decent looking human waving at him, and Kyle adjusted his course towards the person. Once a few steps from him, Kyle stopped, hearing the man’s question. Quickly recovering from his run,—- his obsession with exercise had paid off—- Kyle replied. “Doesn’t seem like I have a choice, now do I?” He smirked, jogging the opposite way of the zombies but picked up his speed when he saw the man following him. “Let’s hide in this coffee shop, shall we?” He questioned, hoping his voice was heard over the wind. He darted through the door of the shop, stomping on another creature’s head. Kyle didn’t want to feel it touch him again. “Think we’ll be safe in here?” He asked, turning to his new partner.
FILED UNDER: JOKES I DIDN’T UNDERSTAND AS A CHILD
hey you know how i said i had a date well something came up and i may or may not have decided to give my existance a chance
Some of you might have noticed how I posted this a while back, and due to the advice of a friend, I decided to post this, on this specific site because I knew it might only get me even more negative feedback somewhere else.
I haven’t had Tumblr for a while, but though this may sound pathetic, it’s probably still the only reason I’m still here. I don’t want to sound whiny, but I know how this place is, and, well…
If this gets 100,000 notes by Christmas, I will not take my own life.
Plain and simple.
I know like that’s a lot to ask for but honestly, I don’t care what happens to me anymore, so I suppose I’m just being stubborn.
Please don’t feel like you’re obligated to have this on your blog.
EVERYONE LIKE AND REBLOG THIS NOW
COME ON GUYS!
(((i dont usually make posts like this but this is really fuckin important to me)))
So these are pictures of me (i have the darker hair; in the last picture, i’m on the right in the stripes) and my best friend, Anna (she has the lighter hair; in the last picture, she’s on the left with the Jaws shirt). I’ve been best friends with Anna for 3 years now and honestly, I would build a ladder to the moon for her.
She’s the funniest, kindest, sassiest human being that I’ve literally ever met, and she understands me. She knows things about me that I would never even dare telling my family.
This past February, I became bulimic. I was so insecure and I absolutely loathed myself, so I turned to extremely unhealthy eating habits. This went on for a few months, and I realized that keeping it to myself was literally destroying me. So, I knew that the one person I could trust was Anna.
Within a couple of weeks after I told her, she made me feel like I was worth something. I would tell her that I was tempted to purge, and she’d either text to me, or walk to my fucking house, which is at least a mile and a half away from hers. Now, I haven’t purged since May.
She always talks about how she wants to grow up with me—how we’re going to graduate high school together, go on road-trips together, get tattoos together, be bridesmaids in each others’ weddings, and buy a really tiny apartment together and figure out how to make it work…but lately, she hasn’t talked about the future like that anymore.
Anna helped me, and now it’s my turn to help her.
Lately, Anna has been thinking a lot about suicide. She’s got severe anxiety and she has admitted to me that sometimes, when she’s walking across a street, she wishes that a car will hit her. She says that she feels like literally nobody cares about her, because she is not beautiful or worth anything, and it honestly scares the shit out of me.
I don’t think I would ever be able to live without her in my life. She’s the most beautiful, kind, worthy person I’ve ever known—she helped me recover from an eating disorder, for fucks sake—and I just want her to see that.
So please reblog this to show Anna how many people think she’s worth so much.
PLEASE REBLOG. I’m going to show her this on Christmas (if it gets notes) just to show her how many people think she’s wonderful
So REBLOG THIS IF YOU THINK ANNA IS BEAUTIFUL.
PLEASE reblog this guys.
Hardcore judging if u don’t reblog…
Do you ever look up from reading a book and get disoriented because you’re actually in your bedroom or class or somewhere that isn’t the story?
All the time.
i think freckles, stretch marks, tattoos, bruises, birthmarks and scars are probably the coolest thing, you started with almost a blank canvas and look at u now, all this evidence that you’ve lived and the sun has shone on you and you’ve grown and maybe tripped up a few times and liked an image so much u made it a permanent part of u!! beautiful!!!
That’s one of the most uplifting things I’ve readThis needs to get passed around more