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did-you-kno:

Video games have been proven to be a more efficient method of overcoming depression than counseling among teens.
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did-you-kno:

Video games have been proven to be a more efficient method of overcoming depression than counseling among teens.

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mordecaimakara:

iloverennerhawkeye:

chainofaffection:

beyoncesugarbaby:

licquoricebitch:

chainofaffection:

Have you ever come across a homeless individual and felt totally uncomfortable?

You see them and you know they are in need, but you are not sure what to do. You know that handing them money is not the best thing. But, you also see that they clearly have some needs. Their lips are chapped. They are hungry. They are thirsty. They are asking for help.

How can you help?

Here is a simple idea - blessing bags.
This was such an easy project. We are now going to keep a few “Blessing Bags” in our car so that when we do happen to see someone on the streets who is homeless, we can hand them a Blessing Bag. I first learned of these bags from my friend, Julie. I am using the picture of her bags (see above) because the ones we took were taken in horrible lighting and turned out really grainy and hard to see what is inside of them.

If you’d like to make your own Blessing Bags, this is what you would need:

Gallon size Ziplock bags
items to go in the bags, such as:
chap stick
packages of tissues
toothbrush and toothpaste
comb
soap
trail mix
granola bars
crackers
pack of gum
band aids
mouthwash
coins (could be used to make a phone call, or purchase a food item)
hand wipes
you could also put in a warm pair of socks, and maybe a Starbucks gift card

Assemble all the items in the bags, and maybe throw in a note of encouragement. Seal the bags and stow in your car for a moment of providence.

This would be a great activity to do with some other families. Each family could bring one of the items going into the bags (ex: toothbrushes). Set up all the items around a table and walk around it with the ziplocks and fill the bags.

http://kwavs.blogspot.com/2011/05/blessing-bags-how-to.html

oh man i wanna do this

mee tooo. im bout to go to the dollar tree and rack up or a wholesale store.

All these reblogs make me so happy to see. So many amazing people on tumblr

random acts if kindness

please include a couple pairs of socks actually! Socks are among the most highly desired clothing item for homeless individuals

mordecaimakara:

iloverennerhawkeye:

chainofaffection:

beyoncesugarbaby:

licquoricebitch:

chainofaffection:

Have you ever come across a homeless individual and felt totally uncomfortable?
You see them and you know they are in need, but you are not sure what to do. You know that handing them money is not the best thing. But, you also see that they clearly have some needs. Their lips are chapped. They are hungry. They are thirsty. They are asking for help.
How can you help?
Here is a simple idea - blessing bags.

This was such an easy project. We are now going to keep a few “Blessing Bags” in our car so that when we do happen to see someone on the streets who is homeless, we can hand them a Blessing Bag. I first learned of these bags from my friend, Julie. I am using the picture of her bags (see above) because the ones we took were taken in horrible lighting and turned out really grainy and hard to see what is inside of them.

If you’d like to make your own Blessing Bags, this is what you would need:
Gallon size Ziplock bags
items to go in the bags, such as:
chap stick
packages of tissues
toothbrush and toothpaste
comb
soap
trail mix
granola bars
crackers
pack of gum
band aids
mouthwash
coins (could be used to make a phone call, or purchase a food item)
hand wipes
you could also put in a warm pair of socks, and maybe a Starbucks gift card
Assemble all the items in the bags, and maybe throw in a note of encouragement. Seal the bags and stow in your car for a moment of providence.
This would be a great activity to do with some other families. Each family could bring one of the items going into the bags (ex: toothbrushes). Set up all the items around a table and walk around it with the ziplocks and fill the bags.

oh man i wanna do this

mee tooo. im bout to go to the dollar tree and rack up or a wholesale store.

All these reblogs make me so happy to see. So many amazing people on tumblr

random acts if kindness

please include a couple pairs of socks actually! Socks are among the most highly desired clothing item for homeless individuals

(Source: yourpersonalcheerleader, via raiona)

Let’s make Dean in gym shorts the most reblogged picture on Tumblr.

somethingfangirly:

joanne-the-fallen-angel-of-pizza:

idgit-pies-and-puppydogeyes:

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“Challenge accepted!” —SPN fandom.

omg this is still going

IT’S A RULE TO REBLOG EVERY TIME IT SHOWS UP ON YOUR DASH.

i’m not even in the supernatural fandom and i’m still going to reblog

lost count of the times i’ve reblogged this

I swear like half of those reblogs is me

…………………..it’s still not fucking broken 

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Open RP: Saeko

fakedick:

the-dangerous-dolls:

"Ah…I don’t think this shirt will hold my breasts…."

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"Well, of course not, Saeko. This fabric is much too thin and weak to give any form of support and it the stitching you’ve done on it is horrendous. Why don’t you overlay it on some canvas and then accentuate the fabric’s features with some of this beautiful chartreuse you’ve picked out over here?"

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Tim Gunn snapped his fingers.

"Make it work!"

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quintessence-of-dust:

Kacy Catanzaro: the first woman in history to qualify for Mt. Midoriyama.

I just need everyone to watch this video [x]. She’s a 5 foot, 100 lb gymnast and she beasts through this insanely difficult, heavily upper body focused course like it was her morning jog. The camera keeps cutting to these massive, musclebound men in the audience with their mouths hanging open. 

(Source: felicityperhaps, via angiepangie21)

waywardandwanderlust:

heartsandmagic:

Cat doesn’t know what to do with the butterfly that flew on its paw.

I can’t breathe I’m laughing too hard

waywardandwanderlust:

heartsandmagic:

Cat doesn’t know what to do with the butterfly that flew on its paw.

I can’t breathe I’m laughing too hard

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feathersofiron:

sadorapus:

candyredterezii:

people should just reply to anon hate with this

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damn dude thats brutal

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Decided to go for a walk to burn off some calories from my lazy day today and this rat comes running across the street and up onto the sidewalk and sits down right in front of me. (I had stopped walking when I saw it hop up on the curb)

Little bugger thinks I’m Snow White or some shit. So I tried to shoo him off the sidewalk because I know there are a lot of cats in the neighborhood and people walking dogs because I didn’t want him to get eaten. And he wouldn’t budge. Just kept sitting there, twitching his whiskers. So as I’m thinking “Oh Jeez I can’t believe this little guy” and I zoom in for this picture—which came out blurry—my boyfriend calls me.

"Hello my Dear, what are you doing?" (he talks like a little old man. Adorbz.)
"Well I was going for a walk, but I’ve found a rat.”
"…what? You found a rat?"
"Yeah, a rat—with whiskers. He’s kind of cute."
"You didn’t pick it up did you?"
"No of course not. He just walked up and sat down by my feet, I can’t get him to scurry off the sidewalk. He’s about to be lunch; I know there are cats around here."
"Anything around you that you can put him in?"
"No; nothing. Just some sticks."
"Okay. Go get two sticks, and slide them under his belly, and see if you can’t get him into a bush."

So I tucked the phone between my ear and my shoulder and went stick hunting and got one decent-length twig under his front forepaws and picked up his front half, and sort of led-walked him to the nearest bush. All while talking. “Silly rat; this isn’t a good place to stop. Come on baby, almost at the bush. Come on. There you go. Little more. You aren’t very smart, are you?”

So of course the boyfriend, “…are you talking to the rat?”

"What? He’s cute."

Long story short, I got him safely in the bush, but I don’t hold out much hope for his survival. Poor little guy wasn’t very active and didn’t even try to get away when I moved him with the stick. He just tried to grab it.

Decided to go for a walk to burn off some calories from my lazy day today and this rat comes running across the street and up onto the sidewalk and sits down right in front of me. (I had stopped walking when I saw it hop up on the curb)

Little bugger thinks I’m Snow White or some shit. So I tried to shoo him off the sidewalk because I know there are a lot of cats in the neighborhood and people walking dogs because I didn’t want him to get eaten. And he wouldn’t budge. Just kept sitting there, twitching his whiskers. So as I’m thinking “Oh Jeez I can’t believe this little guy” and I zoom in for this picture—which came out blurry—my boyfriend calls me.

"Hello my Dear, what are you doing?" (he talks like a little old man. Adorbz.)

"Well I was going for a walk, but I’ve found a rat.”

"…what? You found a rat?"

"Yeah, a rat—with whiskers. He’s kind of cute."

"You didn’t pick it up did you?"

"No of course not. He just walked up and sat down by my feet, I can’t get him to scurry off the sidewalk. He’s about to be lunch; I know there are cats around here."

"Anything around you that you can put him in?"

"No; nothing. Just some sticks."

"Okay. Go get two sticks, and slide them under his belly, and see if you can’t get him into a bush."

So I tucked the phone between my ear and my shoulder and went stick hunting and got one decent-length twig under his front forepaws and picked up his front half, and sort of led-walked him to the nearest bush. All while talking. “Silly rat; this isn’t a good place to stop. Come on baby, almost at the bush. Come on. There you go. Little more. You aren’t very smart, are you?”

So of course the boyfriend, “…are you talking to the rat?”

"What? He’s cute."

Long story short, I got him safely in the bush, but I don’t hold out much hope for his survival. Poor little guy wasn’t very active and didn’t even try to get away when I moved him with the stick. He just tried to grab it.

vaginal-erection:

tobeanavengersfangirl:

motherfuckingsamulet:

venomturtle:

this is the best thing in the entire world

i’m actually crying

fucking turtles, man

it;s like, they know

(Source: sirensonthewater, via angiepangie21)