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You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they're as dull as a brick? Then there's other people, when you meet them you think, "Not bad. They're okay." And then you get to know them and... and their face just sort of becomes them. Like their personality's written all over it. And they just turn into something so beautiful. - Amy Pond | The Girl Who Waited, Doctor Who.

beeslock:

Mummy Holmes is all like “if I find who shot my boy imma be hella mad and they gon regret the day they born”

And Mary is like two feet away going ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

"Someone changed his mind. The question is: who?"

tomhazeldine:

tummy…


An 87 Year Old College Student Named Rose
 The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know.  I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me  with a smile that lit up her entire being.  She said, “Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?” I laughed and enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a giant squeeze.  “Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked. She jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…” “No seriously,” I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. “I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!” she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.We became instant friends. Every day for the  next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this “time machine”  as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.  Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and  she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.  At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was  introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell  you what I know.” As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop  playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.  You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!There is a huge difference between growing  older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.  Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.  Have no regrets. The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those  with regrets.” She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.” She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died  peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it’s  never too late to be all you can possibly be .When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they’ll really enjoy it! These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS  OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

An 87 Year Old College Student Named Rose


The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me
with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, “Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?”

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a giant squeeze.

“Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked.

She jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…”

“No seriously,” I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

“I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!” she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.We became instant friends. Every day for the
next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this “time machine”
as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and
she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was
introduced and stepped up to the podium.

As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell
you what I know.”

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop
playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.

You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!There is a huge difference between growing
older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.

If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.
Have no regrets.

The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those
with regrets.”

She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.”

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died
peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it’s
never too late to be all you can possibly be .When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they’ll really enjoy it!

These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS
OPTIONAL.

We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

sassy-tractor:

IF YOU’RE EVER FEELING SAD JUST REMEMBER THAT TOM HIDDLESTON DREW LOKI AND HE WAS SO PROUD OF HIS WORK THAT HE TOOK A PICTURE OF HIM AND THE DROWING 

HE LOOKS SO PLEASED WITH HIMSELF

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HE EVEN NAME IT “LOKI, BY LOKI”

  • A - If I'm in love.

  • B - Who the last person I talked to on the phone was.

  • C - How long it's been since I've kissed.

  • D - If I have a preference for boys or girls.

  • E - How many holes I have in my ears.

  • F - Give me any options, like 'hot or cold?'

  • G - The last person I said 'I love you' to.

  • H - The last person I hugged.

  • I - The last time I felt jealous, and why.

  • J - Are you insecure. What about?

  • K - What my full name is.

  • L - If I have siblings.

  • M - If I forgive betrayal.

  • N - If you want to know how I treat my friends.

  • O - If I like my school.

  • P - What kind of music I like.

  • Q - What the last party I went to was, and when the next will be.

  • R - For me to tell 10 of my curiosities.

  • S - 2 habits.

  • T - 5 things I love unconditionally.

  • U - How many texts I send daily.

  • V - 3 big dreams.

  • W - An idol.

  • X - If I've done something I regret very much.

  • Y - If I like my town and why.

  • Z - Ask any question you want.

reereek:

nice heels arthur

reereek:

nice heels arthur

getlestrade:

lovemollyhooper:

getlestrade:

I was feeling pretty today. 

Look at. Look at how beautiful. And cute. I love when people post selfies because genuinely LOOK. Look how utterly GORGEOUS this person is. This amazing, wonderful. incredible, hilarious individual who plucked up the confidence to post a selfie. And look. Look how BEAUTIFUL she is. God bless.

Hello, thank you, I love you. <3 

getlestrade:

lovemollyhooper:

getlestrade:

I was feeling pretty today. 

Look at. Look at how beautiful. And cute. I love when people post selfies because genuinely LOOK. Look how utterly GORGEOUS this person is. This amazing, wonderful. incredible, hilarious individual who plucked up the confidence to post a selfie. And look. Look how BEAUTIFUL she is. God bless.

Hello, thank you, I love you. <3 

cuntchita:

Jesus has spoken

cornsaladsurprise:

barbietalkingtownhouse:

somebody photoshop a nose piercing on one of my pictures

i wanna see what i look like 

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thiswandcouldbealittlemoresonic:

You looked inside of me and you saw hatred. That’s not victory. 

spenceromg:

walt has no chill