what makes you beautiful

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iloveyouwhenishouldnt: (via imgTumble)

Sat, 11 Feb 2012 22:02:30 -0500

iloveyouwhenishouldnt:

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Sun, 22 Jan 2012 10:32:03 -0500

labrinoff: !!

Sat, 07 Jan 2012 15:59:21 -0500

labrinoff:

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Say this slow, “God I need you and I love you.” Now if you really mean it re-post and a miracle will happen, ignore and it will go wrong.

Tue, 22 Nov 2011 18:49:54 -0500

emmag109: sttaybeaautiful: yayayayyayay Not risking it. Lol.

Sun, 13 Nov 2011 15:39:54 -0500

emmag109:

sttaybeaautiful:

yayayayyayay

Not risking it. Lol.

If you love your dad, repost this. One boy didn't and his dad died 4 days later.

Mon, 17 Oct 2011 09:56:22 -0400

Don’t fucking touch my daddy.

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Wed, 03 Aug 2011 18:50:40 -0400

caughtup-inyou: iancrawf0rd: This is a picture of my best...

Thu, 28 Jul 2011 08:41:05 -0400

caughtup-inyou:

iancrawf0rd:

This is a picture of my best friend and her boyfriend. Normal concert photo, right? Well, look closer in the back where the red circle is. Can you see the face?

This isn’t just some normal chain letter. My friend and her boyfriend died 3 nights after this picture was taken, the police having no idea how they died considering they were both 15 and perfectly healthy.

It turns out a boy died at that venue a few years ago at a concert. He was in the mosh pit and he hit his head and then a few nights later he was found dead in his bedroom from his skull broken and slowly bleeding to death.

If you don’t reblog this within an hour, you’ll hear faint music playing for 3 nights straight. On the 4th night, the boy will come from your closet while you’re getting ready for bed and kill you for not helping us put his soul at rest.

This is not fake. 3 people have already died from not passing this on.

uh o.o

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. “It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.” I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.” His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.” A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Reblog this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

Thu, 28 Jul 2011 00:44:59 -0400

mariahairam:

i’m still crying over this…

I can’t stop crying.

omg. tears. all over my face

brb crying </3

This actually brought me to tears.

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im crying :’(

:’(

brb crying my eyes out. :’(

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omfg. wow.
oh my god .. :(

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Tue, 26 Jul 2011 11:48:37 -0400

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Mon, 25 Jul 2011 17:24:52 -0400

READ.

Sat, 23 Jul 2011 13:05:46 -0400

READ.

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Sat, 23 Jul 2011 13:04:03 -0400

you know who's beautiful? read the first word again .

Fri, 22 Jul 2011 01:02:50 -0400

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Wed, 06 Jul 2011 22:51:37 -0400

I wish there was a Build-A-Boyfriend workshop.

Tue, 05 Jul 2011 23:17:52 -0400