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tennantofthetardis: Story of my life.

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 19:05:27 -0400

Story of my life.

ianbrooks: A Spark is All It Takes by Charlotte Estelle...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 19:05:20 -0400

A Spark is All It Takes by Charlotte Estelle Littlehales / posted by ianbrooks.me

A Spark is All It Takes by Charlotte Estelle Littlehales / posted by ianbrooks.me

A Spark is All It Takes by Charlotte Estelle Littlehales / posted by ianbrooks.me

A Spark is All It Takes by Charlotte Estelle Littlehales / posted by ianbrooks.me

A Spark is All It Takes by Charlotte Estelle Littlehales / posted by ianbrooks.me

A Spark is All It Takes by Charlotte Estelle Littlehales / posted by ianbrooks.me

A Spark is All It Takes by Charlotte Estelle Littlehales / posted by ianbrooks.me

ianbrooks:

A Spark is All It Takes by Charlotte Estelle Littlehales

The math: 2,600 matchsticks, 720 minutes to create, and 1 minute of fiery immolation to undo it all; Charlotte’s typographic matchstick design is a testament to the creative and sometimes destructive power of imagination.

Artist: Behance / Website / Tumblr

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lady-chyna: laloluvsu: sycopath: kunstenaar: dormanta: suis-...

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 20:34:44 -0400

lady-chyna:

laloluvsu:

sycopath:

kunstenaar:

dormanta:

suis-jecute:

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

crying ;__;

I

am

sobbing

iterally

im so sad…omg..

omg baby ;_;

I am sobbing hysterically

R.I.P UGLY Wait but he looks so cute tho like WTF how can ppl be like this to animals *crying*

nevver: Library Slide

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 20:30:47 -0400

nevver:

Library Slide

-keepsmiling: One time I heard my boyfriend had sex with another girl. So I called and asked him...

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 20:30:31 -0400

-keepsmiling:

One time I heard my boyfriend had sex with another girl. So I called and asked him about it and he denied it, so I called the girl and she denied it too, and then I called my boyfriend back and told him that the girl had told me everything and he replied with “it was just one time. It meant nothing.” And then I replied with “fuck you, she didn’t tell me anything.” And that’s still my favorite story to tell.

falling-to0-pieces: alohajohnny: ohhigabby: if you don’t get...

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 20:28:58 -0400

falling-to0-pieces:

alohajohnny:

ohhigabby:

if you don’t get this, we are not from the same generation…

can someone please write a fanfic of their future pls? :)

Awwwww

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eracist: I hate when people transfer to my school and become popular no that’s bullshit I’ve been...

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eracist:

I hate when people transfer to my school and become popular no that’s bullshit I’ve been here for 12 years screw u

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odair: just thinking bout life

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 23:02:07 -0400

odair:

just thinking bout life

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