life sucks, and then you die

hi i'm koleen
a college student from the philippines.

Reblog if you’re gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

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Happy 24th Birthday Kristen Jaymes Stewart♡ "If there is anything you really want to do, you have to give it a shot. Otherwise you’re going to hold onto it forever and just regret it."

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ichij0u:

COULD WE JUST TAKE A LITTLE WHILE AND APPRECIATE THE 17 YEAR OLD SOUTH EAST ASIAN’S FIRST EVER FIGURE ICE SKATER TO COMPETE IN 2014 SOCHI WINTER OLYMPICS?

We all knew that Yuzuru Hanyu has the most fans out there and the most popular representative in Asia. But could we give a little love to Michael Christian Martinez? This guy is called “the lone skater” because he’s the only one representing his own country and even with his asthma, he still wants to cope up with his dream. Damn, this kid, hardly had any gov’t support and has to mortage his own family house just to join the 2014 Sochi Olympics. HE ONLY TRAINED IN DECEMBER LAST YEAR BECAUSE OF THE LACK OF FUNDS. BUT STILL, LOOK HOW FLAWLESS HIS PERFORMANCE IS. Because there is lack of ice skating trainers in the Philippines, he had to train in Southern California which costs his family and friends a LOT of dollars. 

While he may be short on funds, Martinez is not short on prayers. He’s hoping for one more miracle on the ice that can score an Olympic medal not just for him but for the Philippines. GO MICHAEL!

Dang son, he’s an inspiration to every ice skaters out there who wants to show their talent to the whole world; whatever their current status is. Bless this guy. AND WHAT A CUTIE asdfghjkl ;A;

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alittlebriton:

lost-lonely-and-loveless:

lovergirltati16:

I read somewhere that this campaign lowered local rape statistics by 11%.

Keep reblogging this. Everyone.

YES YES YES YES YES YES

Please, please reblog this far and wide. We need more posters that remind people that they are in charge of their own actions and that means they can decide not to rape.

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wait-whaaat:

uniquelyreflectinghisglory:

cali-fornia-herewecome:

rahmagical:

cultono:

likeadisneyprincess:

dallyxxwasxxgallant:

believe-in-laughter:

books-on-tables:

what the fuck

What in the actual fuck?

*slow clap*

My brain just ran out the door… oh shit…

serious mind fuck

Gets me every time

This is genius.

every single person in the world has to see this

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I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. “It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.” I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.” His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.” A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Reblog this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

rubyrin:

yukissdskittles:

allidoispartypartyparty:

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i’m still crying over this…

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I can’t stop crying.

omg. tears. all over my face

brb crying </3

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 This actually brought me to tears.

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im crying :’(

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:’(

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 brb crying my eyes out. :’(

:’/

This is like the Christmas Shoes story! T.T

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girl-non-grata:

Husband animates joke about tortilla chips told by his drunk wife. Pretty much the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

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Reblog if you love Taylor Swift

ratchethoe:

so basically i’m making a scrapbook for taylor when i see her on may 28th and i want to include as many blogs as possible so reblog and i’ll put your url in the scrapbook under a section called ‘we love taylor’ yaaaay :)

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“I Miss You Daddy”ten years later

September 11th tenth anniversary tribute.

I heard this on the radio this morning and I teared up.

They played this over the intercom in my school today, almost cried.

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