veeoneeye:

chiehiro-moved:

one thing i hate is when parents refuse to let their kid(s) dye their hair

like

who’s fucking hair is it??????? is iT THE FAMILY HAIR?????????

this is important.

My mother said that I won’t look like me with purple or blue hair. And that it’s really important to her that I look like her baby girl. Take that anyway you want. I’m just letting you know that they have opinions for a reason, just like you do. If dyeing your hair is important to you, you have to explain that to them and let them say why or if it’s important to them. Sometimes what seems like a small thing, could be something that can define a relationship between child and parent. 

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takozu:

break-the-frozenheart:

tan-the-man:

camiekahle:

ageotropic:

youjustwaitandsee:

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Okay… That’s it… I think I’m going to set this as my alarm on my phone so I can feel like I’m waking up in heaven on a daily basis.

There’s just something about children’s choirs.

There’s just something about this song

Okay, let me tell you a thing about this song. My mother is a nurse in the NICU with small premature babies. and she had one baby that was born addicted to 5 different drugs. Needless to say, the poor baby had to suffer through intense withdrawals, and my mom discovered that this song was incredibly soothing for the baby while he went through all of his pain. She would play this during his rougher patches, and it would calm him down. So yes, there is something about this song. 

Fun facts!

This song is a mele (soft, metered song with music) in contrast to an oli (a chant), and translated, it’s a song actually for Chief Kalakaua and Cheifess Lili’ulani. It tells of the beautiful scenery of all the islands, and specifically, a beautiful blooming flower that withstands the summits of each significant peak of Hawaii (including Mauna Kea!). 
If you contrast the words mele and oli, you will hear them (say them outloud!) how soft, and harsh they are respectively. This mele is comprised of mostly soft, flowing words (save for the name of the mountains!) and the combination of those beautiful words used to name beautiful things and the Children’s Chorus is probably what it is.

Peace(fulness) transcends language.

My dog freaks out when i sing to him in German, not exactly a peaceful moment when all i’m singing about is the Alps … 

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easyvirgin:

yo girl is worth $82 lmao


90.00 exact yo

easyvirgin:

yo girl is worth $82 lmao

90.00 exact yo

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offensive-chicken:

/LOADING ULTIMATE COLLECTION

EA YOU JUST RESTORED MY FAITH IN YOUR SPORTY ASS

WELL DONE WELL DONE I APPLAUD YOU

… Whilst the mac users get screwed 

holleyberry:

Fuck You Graham and Ryan. Fuck You EA! Don Lothario is NOT a Bro.

Of anyone in the series he is the most like Barney Stinson, who is a self proclaimed Bro, meaning he’s a bro, and also a fictional character that you have the power to change so if you don’t want him to be a bro, then he’s not. 

holleyberry:

Fuck You Graham and Ryan. Fuck You EA! Don Lothario is NOT a Bro.

Of anyone in the series he is the most like Barney Stinson, who is a self proclaimed Bro, meaning he’s a bro, and also a fictional character that you have the power to change so if you don’t want him to be a bro, then he’s not. 

horribleteens:

queenofpale:

sourest:

savanitabonita:

hopefor-thehopeless:

you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell like flowers blossom in her hair
and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight vodka and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head of dark hair and tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met
and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with dirty water and vomit up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I fucking love you
and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky
and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon

I’m in the kind of mood where reading this made me cry.

This can’t be more perfect

this is probably my favourite thing on tumblr. 

shit

horribleteens:

queenofpale:

sourest:

savanitabonita:

hopefor-thehopeless:

you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell like flowers blossom in her hair

and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight vodka and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head of dark hair and tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met

and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with dirty water and vomit up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I fucking love you

and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky

and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon

I’m in the kind of mood where reading this made me cry.

This can’t be more perfect

this is probably my favourite thing on tumblr. 

shit

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mylittlebig-world-of-my-mind:

take-me-tom-hiddleston:

ship-it-all-the-way:

jadedfalling:

sickledsnake:

itsdorkgirl:

gravemakers-and-gunslingers:


BOND is a tiny touch module. It can be a pendant or a bracelet but it comes in pairs. You keep one and you give one to a friend. When you touch it, your friend feels it. No matter where they are on the planet. We don’t do tweets, we do tickles.

we need this

gonna put it on my dick

THAT IS NOT THE INTENDED USE SIR

This is actually so cool because some people wear bracelets and necklaces and things as comfort items. I used to wear a necklace from my grandma to remind me of her and I would touch the pendant on it when I was feeling down or stressed. So imagine (if she were still alive), every time I did that she would know I was thinking of her, drawing strength from her.
And then imagine poking it and the other person feels it and pokes back and you end up in a real life facebook poke war.

I would send messages in morse code

magine you and your best friend have one. When the friend dies, he/she is buried with the bracelet. A couple weeks later, you feel someone touch your wrist.

Well this escalated from cool tech to perverted hilarity to something heartfelt then finally something out a creepypasta

I would kill for this to have in my Long-distance relationship … That would be so nice. 

mylittlebig-world-of-my-mind:

take-me-tom-hiddleston:

ship-it-all-the-way:

jadedfalling:

sickledsnake:

itsdorkgirl:

gravemakers-and-gunslingers:

BOND is a tiny touch module. It can be a pendant or a bracelet but it comes in pairs. You keep one and you give one to a friend. When you touch it, your friend feels it. No matter where they are on the planet. We don’t do tweets, we do tickles.

we need this

gonna put it on my dick

THAT IS NOT THE INTENDED USE SIR

This is actually so cool because some people wear bracelets and necklaces and things as comfort items. I used to wear a necklace from my grandma to remind me of her and I would touch the pendant on it when I was feeling down or stressed. So imagine (if she were still alive), every time I did that she would know I was thinking of her, drawing strength from her.

And then imagine poking it and the other person feels it and pokes back and you end up in a real life facebook poke war.

I would send messages in morse code

magine you and your best friend have one. When the friend dies, he/she is buried with the bracelet. A couple weeks later, you feel someone touch your wrist.

Well this escalated from cool tech to perverted hilarity to something heartfelt then finally something out a creepypasta

I would kill for this to have in my Long-distance relationship … That would be so nice. 

(Source: ldrsociety, via vagin0)

Why do I enjoy the kim Kardashian App so much? WHY 

diisneydreaming:

Zoom around the park with Tsum Tsum (by Oh My Disney)

DO YOU HEAR ME CRYING

I have an app that has Tsum Tsums, they are the cutest 

(Source: mickeyandcompany, via cmkaela)