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casasshole:

erroetcresco:

casasshole:

so these are all the picture we took of me and Con as Jim and Sebastian. these were all taken on my phone so they aren’t very good quality but i like them. 

these two are attractive fuckers and dammit all if I have to put that in notes cause they deserve to know. 

*starts to hyperventilate* how did someone find this i thought it was dead 

pshhhhhh. You guys are so awesome.

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Msparp group I made. Join if you want.

I like took over her chatroom. Everyone come and join!!!!

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piercetheveilbro:

Happy Father’s Day Mitch! We miss you but you will forever be in our hearts. Kenadee will turn out just fine with you watching her. 

RIP Mitch 

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sushiandpie:

YEAH!!!!

i got my bonus recently from work so i figured why not give some of it back to people? i am going to be giving away 1 binder from lesloveboat to whoever wins this giveaway!

here’s some info about the binders, located here:

 Improved Mesh material allows for better breathability and comfort. Non-stretchable front layer for more firm binding and stretchable back layer for a comfortable wear. Velcro design easy to put on and comfortable to wear. No logo or mark on the outside of the binder.

Rules!

- more than one reblog is allowed, likes don’t count

- you don’t have to be following me

- you have to have your ask box open for me to tell you you’ve won!

- you have to be comfortable with giving me your address so i can ship it to you!

- contest ends on the 20th of june!

if you have any questions dont be afraid to ask!

good luck!

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lumos5000:

lsdandthc:

skittlezthecat:

da-sy:

redvinesgiraffe:


You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.

O_O

yesss i found it again! one of my all time favourite reads.

Philosophy went to the max right here

OI SCROLL BACK UP AND READ ALL OF IT!

That was freaking beautiful. How have I not read this before?

lumos5000:

lsdandthc:

skittlezthecat:

da-sy:

redvinesgiraffe:

You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.

O_O

yesss i found it again! one of my all time favourite reads.

Philosophy went to the max right here

OI SCROLL BACK UP AND READ ALL OF IT!

That was freaking beautiful. How have I not read this before?

(via tictacsinthetardis)

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sebada-houston:

~ GIVEAWAY TIME ~ 


So I recently reached 100 followers (which is a big thing for me) and I have acquired some money, and because I love you all and enjoy giving people things, I’ve decided to do a giveaway!

What you get : 

  • Any five items from whatpumpkin or etsy 
  • Any two wigs from HelloCosplay
  • Any outfit from HelloCosplay
  • Four of the chibi key chains from TokyoToys
  • Any two plushies from TokyoToys

Rules:

  • You don’t have to be following me, that’s silly, but it would be much appreciated and if you win and you are following me you get an extra present for being awesome
  • REBLOGS AND LIKES COUNT 
  • Reblog as much as you like! But be wary of your followers, it might get annoying for them. 
  • Winners will be chosen randomly
  • No side or giveaway blogs, just to keep things fair. 
  • YOU CAN LIVE ANYWHERE TO WIN 
  • Feel free to message me and ask if you have any questions! 

GIVEAWAY ENDS 22ND DECEMBER AT WHENEVER I GET ON TUMBLR 


Have fun lovelies! 

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hay-cassbutt:

HEY LOOK IT’S TIME FOR A GIVEAWAY THINGY!!! :D

Okay, so I decided since you guys have gotten me too 900+ followers, I should do a giveaway! :D Also, since I can’t buy really anything online, all your stuff will be either, bought, or made by me with love ^-^

What you get!


Okay, here’s what you’ll get.

Nail Polish, a bowl made of recycled magazine paper, a bracelet made of recycled soda tabs, and what ever else I feel like giving you guys.

There are different panels. Each panel has to do with a different fandom. There will be a Homestuck, Sherlock, Glee, One Direction, Supernatural, Doctor Who, or multifandom.

Glee: 4 pairs of glee themes socks, a glee poster, 2 glee necklaces, a Kurt Hummel watch. and a glee shirt.

Homestuck: You’ll get karkat horns, troll nail polish, a Roxy shirt, ratchet Feferi Glasses, a sparkly gray bucket ;D, A little journal that you can chose what you want painted on the front, a letter from your favorite troll, some fanfic (you chose who), and what ever else I feel like making for you little lovely homestucks.

Sherlock: A little journal that you can chose what you want painted on the front, A “come to baker street if convenient, if inconvenient come anyways” pin, a ” I believe in Sherlock Holmes necklace”,  and johnlock earrings. ( sorry not much sherlock >-<)

One Direction: A little journal that you can chose what you want painted on the front, Over 100 One Direction posters, some rubber bracelets with the boy’s names on them, WMYB CD, three one direction shirts (L, XL, XL), and cute little clay figures of the boys.

Supernatural:A little journal that you can chose what you want painted on the front, Really just a bunch of stuff that’s related to the show or monsters and demons and stuff.

Doctor Who:A little journal that you can chose what you want painted on the front,  Doctor who sticky notes, doctor who in your pocket, a non working Doctor who 11th doctor sonic screwdriver wii remote.

Multifandom:A little journal that you can chose what you want painted on the front,  A little bit of everything.

Here’s how to enter! :D

 Like and reblog.

Like and reblog as much as your little hearts desire. Each reblog counts for an extra entry. Just be considerate towards your followers.

Rules:

1. Unless you live in the states, I am unable to ship too you. I am poor. Sorry. But if you live outside of America, and want to pay for the shipping. We can make a deal, just message me.

2 .You do not have to be following me, but if you are, you get to pick 3 panels instead of 2. Also, you get an extra little prize.

4. like and reblog count. Each like and reblog counts as an extra entry.

5. No giveaway or sideblogs please. I’ll check.


6. My giveaway ends July 3rd. I know its a long time, but it gives me time to prepare stuff and collect up money.

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naive-tongues:

tsundere-spock:

ggghoul:

I recently bought a new camera so I  am giving away my nikon d3100

image

  • you don’t have to follow me
  • I will ship to anywhere!
  • I  will pick someone at random

I will pick the winner on the 27th June, good luck! :)

c a m e r a

Jesus Christ i want it so much

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Source: ggghoul

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sassy-pancakes:

Alright guys! So I’m deciding to do a thing since I lost inspiration.

TO ANYONE WHO REBLOGS THIS THEY WILL GET A ICON BASED OFF OF THERE CURRENT ICON LIKE SO:

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This free icon giveaway will end on June 20th, So please don’t reblog if its after that date. PLEASE HAVE YOUR SUBMIT BOX OPEN I WILL BE GIVING THEM OUT EARLIER THEN THE END DATE TO GET THEM OUT OF THE WAY.

Thank you!

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Source: sassy-pancakes

goddamnhomestuck:

Goddamnhomestuck’s 100 Followers Giveaway!


Hello~ So I recently hit 100 followers, which is kind of a big deal to me to know that 100 people took the time out of their day to follow me! So i’m doing a giveaway.

WHAT YOU GET.

• A shoulder length blonde wig.

• 5 24oz bottles of Faygo (You pick the flavors)

• Death Note Book with Feather Pen

• Two Troll Shirts from Topatoco (You pick the shirts)

RULES

• To win you must reblog, but be considerate of your followers.

• You don’t have to be following me (Though it’d be nice if you were but weather you’re following me or not it doesn’t change your chance of winning)

• You have to be comfortable with giving me your address or where to send the stuff too.

• Winner will be announced July 30th

If you have any questions, comments, concerns feel free to message me. Sorry if this doesn’t seem like much, i’m not full of money haha.

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Source: goddamnhomestuck