Welcome to my blog--there's a little bit of everything here. Let me know if you need any tw tags and I'll do my best to tag.

mama-bird:

coffeeandklonopin:

coffeeandklonopin:

carpe diem - seize the day

carpe noctem - seize the night

carpe natem - seize the ass

Seriously, if you guys don’t stop reblogging this I am going to carpe someone’s neck and break it.

carpe collum - seize the neck

(Source: caffeineandcartridges)

foodtrucker:

*gets a panic attack whenever people get close to my laptop*

(Source: foodtrucker)

andro-saurus:

rngnightmares:

THE CAT RETURNED THE KISS
THE CAT RETURNED THE KISS
OH MY GOD

best gif on the internet

andro-saurus:

rngnightmares:

THE CAT RETURNED THE KISS

THE CAT RETURNED THE KISS

OH MY GOD

best gif on the internet

(Source: shrugging)

throw-your-halo-down:

stuckwithyoutubers:

consult-the-winchesters-doctor:

You had me at not crushing my boobs. 

i would probably just end up like

and that can’t be healthy

Ah, finally a convenient place for me to swipe off my crumbs after a midnight snack.

throw-your-halo-down:

stuckwithyoutubers:

consult-the-winchesters-doctor:

You had me at not crushing my boobs. 

i would probably just end up like

image

and that can’t be healthy

Ah, finally a convenient place for me to swipe off my crumbs after a midnight snack.

(Source: lucyknisley)

battleoffivearmies:

Reasons to never snapchat Heather

blackfemalepresident:

steppauseturnpausepivotstepstep:

brandx:



U.S. Mother Gives Away 5-Year-Old Adopted Child From Haiti For Throwing Temper Tantrum




"Having an instant multicultural family was magical for about two weeks,” says Stacey Conner, a 41-year-old American mom from Spokane, Washington.
After she volunteered in an orphanage in Haiti in 2005, Conner and her husband adopted a 5-year-old Haitian boy named “J.”
Conner claims the boy had attachment disorder and began a strict regimen of attachment parenting of constant surveillance in which a child must often ask for food and water. After two months, J threw a tantrum where he unintentionally hit Conner’s nose with the back of his head.
Conner says the 5-year-old’s strike was accidental, but describes it as “a domestic violence situation. Forget love. Right then, I didn’t even like J.”

J was sent to live with another family in the Midwest. Conner’s biological children adjusted seamlessly to life without their adoptive brother. But other people were puzzled. Neighbors who had seen J riding his bike asked, “Where’s your son?” When Conner answered truthfully, “I’d get the most horrified stares, so I’d keep walking. And I didn’t tell many out-of-town friends or extended family for months.”

Despite such events, the Conners were approved by local social workers to become a foster family, and in October 2013 received a 3-month-old boy as their first placement.

Sources: [x] [x]


white people will let their white kids karate chop them in the throat and call them names in public, but a black child becomes naturally upset after you treat the kid like a grown criminal/animal and you just give them away. go it. sounds reasonable.

"i’d get the most horrified stares"geewonder why

blackfemalepresident:

steppauseturnpausepivotstepstep:

brandx:

U.S. Mother Gives Away 5-Year-Old Adopted Child From Haiti For Throwing Temper Tantrum

"Having an instant multicultural family was magical for about two weeks,” says Stacey Conner, a 41-year-old American mom from Spokane, Washington.

After she volunteered in an orphanage in Haiti in 2005, Conner and her husband adopted a 5-year-old Haitian boy named “J.”

Conner claims the boy had attachment disorder and began a strict regimen of attachment parenting of constant surveillance in which a child must often ask for food and water. After two months, J threw a tantrum where he unintentionally hit Conner’s nose with the back of his head.

Conner says the 5-year-old’s strike was accidental, but describes it as “a domestic violence situation. Forget love. Right then, I didn’t even like J.”

J was sent to live with another family in the Midwest. Conner’s biological children adjusted seamlessly to life without their adoptive brother. But other people were puzzled. Neighbors who had seen J riding his bike asked, “Where’s your son?” When Conner answered truthfully, “I’d get the most horrified stares, so I’d keep walking. And I didn’t tell many out-of-town friends or extended family for months.”
Despite such events, the Conners were approved by local social workers to become a foster family, and in October 2013 received a 3-month-old boy as their first placement.
Sources: [x] [x]

white people will let their white kids karate chop them in the throat and call them names in public, but a black child becomes naturally upset after you treat the kid like a grown criminal/animal and you just give them away. go it. sounds reasonable.

"i’d get the most horrified stares"
gee
wonder why

geekishchic:

He’s looking right at me and I’m emotional right now and need a moment

(Source: dunderklumpen)

Phil has never seen it so i’m like i’m forcing you to watch this thing that I love

- Dan on watching Modern Family now that they’ve finished Friends

the thing he loves watching the other thing he loves, appropriate ^^ 

(via supermishamiga)

(Source: bloodsexandrocknroll)

sarah762:

Cartoon Bully Stereotype Collection

spn ladies meme || two quotes | Your story, not ours.

anonj-the-writress:

skinnykate:

justonebreathatatime:

omfg that FACE

Too funny and horribly true not to reblog a million times

THIS IS ACCURATE AS HELL OH MY GOD

(Source: vimmuse)

oszt:

       iraffiruse:

Long exposure, 3 traffic lights in the fog.

damn this justthis fukn does it for methis is gorgeous

oszt:

       iraffiruse:

Long exposure, 3 traffic lights in the fog.

damn this just
this fukn does it for me
this is gorgeous

chocolatecoffeeandbooks:

I go to a women’s college. We have a walkway where bricks can be purchased by alumnae. Most just say names or class years/mascots. But this one. This one is special. It speaks to me.

chocolatecoffeeandbooks:

I go to a women’s college. We have a walkway where bricks can be purchased by alumnae. Most just say names or class years/mascots. But this one. This one is special. It speaks to me.