YEAH BUT FOR HOW LONG AFTER BEING MARRIED DO YOU THINK JAMES WOULD ACCIDENTALLY CALL LILY ‘EVANS’ AND SHE’D BE LIKE ‘POTTER ACTUALLY’
Pretty sure that’s how it went down. There’s no other explanation to why there are so many of them.
Anderson Cooper stumps the psychologist who helped a wealthy high schooler get away with murder.
I’m so ridiculously upset by this, there aren’t even words.
Hi, I have seen a lot of these things on tumblr before and I wanted to do one because my situation has seriously gotten out of hand. This little cutie standing next to me is my 7-year-old sister. She’s in second grade and is being bullied because our dad died a year and a half ago. Every other day she comes home off the bus crying because some asshole little kid wants to grind some salt into that wound. Today she told me people were kicking her on the bus and when she turned to her friend and asked for what she should do, the little bitch said ‘ask your dad’.
The school won’t do anything about it, the bus drivers won’t do anything about it either. My mother is losing her mind because the school district is just letting this go under the radar. This is very hurtful to my baby sister and I want her to feel like there are people who care about her.
I just want people to like or reblog this so she can see in numbers how many people think that this is bull shit and it needs to be stopped.
who the fuck would say shit like that
i will personally spoon out the kidneys of the little fucking shit that said that
I think dasher is me in every way
i feel you vixen
the fuck is wrong with blitzen
I reblogged this photoset already but idgaf this is my official Tumblr Christmas tradition.
IT’S DECEMBER 1ST TIME TO BUST OUT THIS PHOTOSET AGAIN
I am Prancer
This is pretty serious stuff. Bayer might be about to overturn the EC’s decision to ban the pesticides implicated in killing off the bees! If they win this case, it could be truly disastrous for both the bees and our own future. Please share, and please see the SumOfUs link (no affiliation) to make a donation to help the campaign to save the bees.
Early in 2013, the European Food Safety Authority stated that three specific neonicotinoid insecticides (imidacloprid, clothianidin, and thiamethoxam) pose an acute risk to honeybees, and the European Commission proposed a two-year ban on them.
This is due to go into effect on Dec 1st – and the ban was introduced because of mounting scientific evidence that these insecticides, produced by Syngenta and Bayer, have been the agents responsible for Colony Collapse Disorder – a major problem threatening both the bees and the safety of our own food supply!
However in a horrifying twist, and despite huge public opposition, Syngenta and Bayer are now suing the European Commission over their “right” to continue to produce the pesticides which have been implicated in the massive die-off of millions of bees. Yes, their “right”. Because as we know, corporations’ sole agenda is to make money. They cannot let a trivial thing like nature get in their way.
These insecticides continue to be produced and used on a vast scale in the USA and in other countries and are huge moneymakers for the chemical corporations…
This threw up a few red flags when some of the links led to wiki pages but I looked up the lawsuit and it seems to be legit. Bayer is trying to lift the ban on pesticides that have been linked to the death of millions of bees in Europe. This is, unquestionably, terrible enough on its own, because bees are amazing little insects and deserve all our love, but if all the bees in the world go extinct, human life as we know it will change drastically. Produce will virtually cease to exist. That is a big freaking deal.
In addition to the donation page listed above, SumOfUs also has a petition going around that is still in need of signatures to help stop this. And it needs to be stopped. We cannot risk losing any more bees.
Bees get a pretty bad rap, but honestly? The scary, stingy things you’re afraid of? Most likely wasps. Bees, particularly honeybees and bumblebees, are just these fluffy little cuddle balls that fly around and pollinate stuff. They won’t sting you unless you’re a direct threat to them, because if they sting you, they’ll die. Don’t be scared of bees. Be scared for bees.
I’ve done as much looking around as I can because I know Tumblr is a cesspool of misinformation, and this looks as legit as it gets. Please tell people, sign the petition, and donate if you can.
And in the meantime, if you’re a gardner, please try to encourage bees to come to your garden. You can use the tips listed here. There’s also some information about different kinds of bees you might run into, in case you’d like to learn more about bees and why they’re wonderful.
Thanks for reading, guys. Please share this.
REALLY FUCKING IMPORTANT, REALLY REALLY FUCJING IMPORTANT
Bees are pretty much the most important thing ever, so please consider signal boosting this.
LOOK WHAT’S BACK ON MY DASH
REBLOGGING RIGHT THE FUCK NOW
I’VE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR THIS
|Neighbor's Friend:||You should label your plants. People could die.|
|Neighbor's Friend:||Did you hear me? I could've died if I ate your plants.|
|Me:||You seem to think you stealing my plants is my problem. I don't care.|
|Neighbor's Friend:||What is this? [points to colueus canina] I thought it was basil.|
|Me:||Then you're an idiot. Again. Not my problem.|
|Neighbor's Friend:||I almost put it on my pizza.|
|Me:||[dies of laughter]|
|It smells like piss when you touch it. He's clearly an idiot.|
you’re welcome [x]
This is my nephew. Just in case it escaped your attention, he is dressed as Belle from Beauty and the Beast.
Yesterday I was out for lunch with some of my family, including my nephew who I hadn’t seen for a few months. He was very excited to see me and I was him.
As soon as we sat in the restaurant, he started pulling out some princess figurines (which he had amusingly named Rihanna and Gaga), and he was explaining to me how beautiful they were. He told me he wished he could be as beautiful as them even though he was a boy.
This kind of comment was nothing new for him.
After we all started eating, I noticed he was facing away from us. He turned around with a tear rolling down his cheek and refused to say what was wrong. This was very out of character for him. He was usually so attention seeking and theatrical, and incredibly intelligent for his age.
After a while he put his head into his arms on the table and started crying a lot more. I leaned into him and asked what was wrong again.
He whispered really quietly to me “I don’t want to be weird.”
I responded to him saying “Weird? I’m weird. Weird is good, weird is different!”
"But I don’t want to be different, it’s wrong," he replied through tear-stained fingers.
Angry, I started “Let me tell you what’s wrong. You are five years old and people are already telling you what you should and shouldn’t say. Or what you should and shouldn’t wear. You’re crying because somebody decided what boys are supposed to do and what girls are supposed to do, and nobody should differ from that. Well, let me tell you a little something about normal…
It used to be normal to laugh at people because they had different coloured skin. It used to be normal to bully somebody if they were a boy and they loved another boy, or a girl who loved another girl. It used to be normal to pick on someone for being too fat or too skinny. It used to be normal to pick on different, and the worst part is that a lot of that stuff is still going on.
Why would you want to be normal, you’re extraordinary! If anybody tells you that you can’t be a beautiful princess, you put on that fucking dress because you are beautiful and you are a little weird, but nobody normal ever made a fucking bit of difference in the world. You wear whatever the hell you want, and like whatever the hell you like, because it’s people like you that are going to make a real, lasting change.
The world needs a lot more weird and a lot less normal.”
And he understood exactly what I meant. He lunged in for a hug and kissed me on the cheek before uttering under his breath “What does ‘fucking’ mean?”
I love that kid more than I’ve ever loved anything. Don’t make his generation fight our battles.
Shaming of every variety needs to end now, we should be celebrating different, not condemning it. Not just for society as it is now, but for society as it will be.
How many more tears do we need our children to cry?
“Don’t make his generation fight our battles.”