This is a carved water melon.

No its not its a hatching dragons egg, no one is gonna convince me otherwise.

Louis Tomlinson’s child Conchobar deciding that he would rather grill himself than be held by his father

i watch your back, you watch my back: FOREVER (w/ help from underthisweather​)

they’ve been doing this for 2 tours now

why…..

okay?????!!!!

siri, why does god allow suffering

FINE

Is he in love with you?

When you start dating, it often takes a while before you can figure out whether he really is as into you as you are to him. Fortunately, each of the zodiac signs has some tell tale behaviors which will clue you in to how he really feels about you.

Aries: Does your Aries guy let you make half of the decisions on where to go, what to do and when to do it? Or does he insist on taking control at all times? When an Aries man is truly in love, he will relinquish some of his need to be the boss. 

Taurus: Does your Taurus Man want to know where you are at every minute of the day? If he’s constantly in touch with you, it’s his possessive side coming out. Which could be tricky to handle, but it does show that he really, really cares for you.

Gemini: Can you get a word in edgeways with your Gemini guy? Or do you just listen and nod in approximately the right places? When a Gemini man is in love, he discovers the joys of listening instead of talking. The more he listens to you, the more he loves you. Cancer: Has your Cancer guy taken you home to meet his Mom? Or does he wriggle out of that with a constant supply of ready excuses? If he thinks you’re the one, your Cancer man will want to show you off (and get approval from his folks). Consider it a compliment. Leo: Does your Leo guy show you his vulnerabilities, or is he still portraying himself as Mr Perfect? When a Leo man is in love, his ego and his mask drop, and he reveals his inner insecurities. If your Leo guy asks for your help, you’re onto a winner.

Virgo: Does your Virgo man offer a constant stream of “helpful” suggestions? If he’s trying to improve you, it means he’s smitten. You might find it infuriating, but it’s what Virgo does. If he didn’t love you, he wouldn’t care either way. Libra: Libra guys fall in love at the drop of a hat, and can be very clingy. The key is whether he feels confident enough to let you go. Does your Libra man cope well if you don’t see him for a few days? If so, he trusts you, and that means he’s fallen for you. Scorpio: Does your Scorpio guy ask you join him on his roller coaster of emotions? Is he happy to show you his darker side? Loving a Scorpio means taking the lows with the highs, but if he’s not in love with you he’ll protect himself and won’t open up like this.

Sagittarius: Does your Sagittarius guy run a mile when you mention homes and children, or does he chatter excitedly about the possibilities? Your Sagittarius man doesn’t settle down easily, so if he’s not put off by future thoughts, then he’s probably a keeper. Capricorn: Is your Capricorn man happy to take you to work functions and to socialize with his colleagues? Image and career are everything for this guy, so he won’t risk this if he’s not smitten with you. The more open he is about his work, the more he’s fallen for you. Aquarius: Has your Aquarius guy said the magic words? If he says he loves you, he truly, madly, deeply means it. The Aquarius man is not one to toy with emotions, and he won’t utter this immortal line unless and until he is absolutely driven to by his feelings. Pisces: Does your Pisces guy turn up on time for your dates, or does he forget, or turn up late? He’s not the best organized man on the planet and timekeeping is actually tough for him – so if he’s punctual and present, you can be sure he thinks you’re worth it.

Source: Keen

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#liam freaking out at louis and harry’s house (via officialharrie)

They all mean business, and then there’s Bruce. They are all wearing dark clothes, and then there’s bruce

looking like a groggy teenager who just woke up and was called downstairs to a family meeting 

are you fucking kidding me?

This year July has 5 Fridays, 5 Saturdays and 5 Sundays. This happens once every 823 years. This is called money bags. So copy this and money will arrive within 4 days. Based on Chinese Feng Shui, the one who does not copy, will be without money. Figured I'd pass this on!

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Show me the moneyyyy!

MONEY MONEY MONEYYYYYY!

It’s actually quite funny, I reblogged a different post saying to reblog this stack of money and money will come to you or some shit, and literally 6 days later I won bingo at work for $300… Any correlation? Idk but I’ll reblog this anyways, tuition ain’t cheap! LOL

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thoughts on the friendzone

when i was 5 years old my best friend was a boy named kyle who didn’t know how to knock on doors so he made dinosaur noises outside my window to wake me up in the summer until i demonstrated how to ball his fists and slam them against my doors.  we collected caterpillars in my trailer park and built them houses while we traded pokemon cards.  he wasn’t the only one.  there was ben, and mitch, and noah—but kyle’s the only one who hurt me, because when he tried to kiss me and i asked him why, he told me “because you’re a girl and i’m a boy, shouldn’t we like each other?”

i missed him so much and i wondered why he couldn’t just be my friend like he always was

in the first grade there was rich and joseph and i got sent to detention with them almost every day with a smile on my face.  we built block towers and sang to my teacher’s lion king soundtracks when she’d turn the lights off during lunch time.  one day they got in a fist fight over me at recess, and i wondered why they felt they needed to share my friendship, like it was something they owned.

in the second grade zach and i played yu gi oh under our desks during free time and i got moved for talking to him constantly.  everyone in the class would tease him and i for talking, asking when we were going to date already, asking him if he’d kissed me, and he stopped being my friend.

when i was 11 i met a chubby boy with the name of a colour who wore puffy vests and unwashed t-shirts, with greasy hair and bright blue eyes and a smile that hid hurt behind it.  people didn’t like him because he was silly, but i liked him, because i was also silly.  he became my friend the day he bought me 5 giant roses and asked me to be his girlfriend, and i politely declined but promised him i’d be his best friend because i’d always wanted a best guy friend that stuck around. we burnt our feet on the concrete during the summer and walked home with the sunset silhouetting us.  he talked often about how he loved me, but never blamed me for being me, even though he refused to move on. that boy dyed his hair jet black and sat on the end of my bed playing songs to me on guitar, and all that pent up rage from before didn’t show until the first time he slapped me across the face and called me a dumb cunt.

in the 7th grade there was a boy named ryan who sat next to me on the bus and talked to me about manga.  he’d ask me personal invasive questions but i didn’t mind because it was attention and i liked attention.  i was dating another guitarist with curly brown hair, one who was much more kind-tempered than the other, and ryan mentioned how much of an asshole he was every day.  i wondered, why, why does he think the love of my life is an asshole?  but whenever i asked him, he just told me, “girls only date assholes.  there’s no room for nice guys like me.”

i wondered, if he was so nice, why did he say such mean things?

he never stopped with me, taking me to movies, hanging out with me, you know.  being friendly.  i thought we were friends.  but then, how many times had i thought that before?

how many times had i bonded with a boy, thought they got me, only for them to ask me if i wanted to make out?

how come when i told ryan i was coming out as a lesbian, he stopped being my friend, and said “damnit, the one girl i really want to pound into a mattress, and she’s only interested in chicks!”

there was a boy my junior year who stayed up all night with me until the sun rose, talking about life, past loves, hopes, dreams.  beneath a million twinkling stars spanning forever, he brushed long brown hair out of his eyes and listened to me talk about the history that made me. then he asked me if i’d ever consider dating a guy, and complained about how he’d never get laid.

when i told him no a couple hundred times, he found new girls to listen to.

i would sit on the couch and play zelda with dakota, and he’d talk about all my favourite games with me.  he was the closest thing to support i had, and the letters and poems he wrote me were always so kind and friendly.  but he’d put his arms around me on the couch, and no matter how many times i told him i was uncomfortable, he’d still come over every day and do it.

“don’t you know how it feels to love someone and not have them love you back?  don’t you know what it feels like to be friendzoned?”

when i meet guys who talk about the friendzone, who talk about the girls who don’t give “nice guys” like them i chance, i always want to just say

when i was 10 years old i met a girl whose brown hair fell across her shoulders and whos eyes sparkled when the sunlight hit them, whose voice was like velvet and whose scent was like mountain smoke, who made me dizzier than a fly climbing a sugar hill.  and i’m 18 years old, and i still love her, and she knows, and she doesn’t love me.

but my first thoughts upon hearing her rejection were not “what a bitch,” were not “she just wants a douchebag and not a nice girl like me!” were not “im going to keep pushing her until she dates me,”

they were

“she is the best friend i have ever had, and i am the best she’s ever had, and i would hate to take that away from her.”

so before you play the victim, mr. Nice Guy, before you angrily throw your fedora on the ground and blame the girl you claim to adore so much:

put yourself in the shoes of a girl who thought she made a wonderful friend, only to find out that he just wanted her for sex.  that he just wanted her for a relationship.  a girl who was just an object to win, a prize.  a girl who’s trust you’ve just shattered.

maybe she friendzoned you.  but you girlfriendzoned her, first.

Even if you don’t read it all, read the last sentence. Then you will understand so much about me and other girls.

x

If you see this, please don't kill yourself. You will thank yourself one day. You will be happy you are alive.

Hah why

Please reblog if you think it's wrong for a 50 year old man to check out a 14 year old

My stepfather thinks it’s okay to sexualize girls my sister’s age and I’m trying to prove a point because he doesn’t seem to think that’s wrong

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