how does something this small even exist? is this a pig molecule? i need to lay down a while
Remember all the times that your heart was ripped from your chest?
Disney movies (and others like it) taught us how to love, how to cherish life and how powerful death can be. At a young age, these were very important lessons.
YOU JERK TOY STORY THREE CAME OUT WHEN I WAS 18 AND I BALWED LIKE A BABY YOUNG AGE MY FOOT
True fact, when I saw Toy Story 3 the theater was packed with teens and young adults and not a child in sight.
Every one of them was bawling by the end of the movie.
The heck thought it was a good idea to put every single emotionally traumatising childhood moment in the same gifset??!!!!
Social experiment: who wants a free t-shirt?
This little girl went missing from her hotel in Prince Albert last night. If you see her call the police at 1-306-953-4222.
Saskatchewan and prairie peeps please reblog.
Man, she went to get a pop from the vending machine in her hotel and disappeared. This was this morning.
They still haven’t found her.
Madison MacIntyre, 13 years old.
SIGNAL BOOST, PLEASE.
MacIntyre is described as being between 5’ 5” and 5’ 6” in height and weighs approximately 120 pounds. She was last seen wearing black Saskatchewan Roughrider shorts and a grey Metallica T-shirt.
Anyone with information regarding MacIntyre’s whereabouts should contact the Prince Albert Police Service at 306-953-4222 or Crime Stoppers at 1-800-222-8477.
Going to date this with September 26, 2014, so you all know it’s relevant NOW. Just checked it out, it’s true.
As of September 27th, 2014 at 2:32pm Saskatchewan time - Madison MacIntyre still hasn’t been seen or heard from.
Ways I Hurt Myself To Hurt You, Lora Mathis
An ongoing photo series exploring people’s destructive habits following breakups.
I live in Osaka, Japan and often use the subway to go to work in the morning. One day while I was waiting for the train, I noticed a homeless man standing in the corner of the subway station muttering to himself as people passed by. He was holding out a cup and seemed to be begging for spare change.
An overweight woman passed by the homeless man and I distinctly heard him say, “Pig.”
Wow, this man is insulting people and he still expects them to give him money?
Then a tall businessman went by and the man muttered, “Human.”
Human? I can’t argue with that. Obviously, he was human.
The next day, I arrived early at the subway station and had some time to kill, so I decided to stand close to the homeless man and listen to his strange mutterings. A thin, haggard-looking man passed in front of him and I heard the homeless guy mutter, “Cow.” Cow? The man was much too skinny to be a cow. To me, he resembled a turkey or a chicken. A minute or so later, an obese man went by and the homeless man said, “Potato.” Potato? I was under the impression that he called all fat people “Pig”.
That day at work, I couldn’t stop thinking about the homeless man and his puzzling behavior. I kept trying to find some logic or pattern in what he as muttering. Perhaps he has some kind of psychic ability. In Japan many people believe in reincarnation, so maybe he knows what these people were during a previous life. I observed the man many times and began to think my theory was right. I often heard him calling people things like “Rabbit”, “Onion”, “Sheep”, or “Tomato”.
One day, curiosity got the better of me and I decided to ask him what was going on. As I walked up to him, he looked at me and said, “Bread.” I tossed some money into his cup and asked him if he had some kind of psychic ability. The man smiled and said, “Yes, indeed. It is an ability I obtained many years ago, but it’s not what you might expect. I can’t tell the future or read minds or anything like that.”
“Then what is your ability?” I asked eagerly.
“The ability is merely to know the last thing somebody ate,” he said.
I laughed because I realized he was right. He said, “Bread.” The last thing I had eaten for breakfast that day was toast. I walked away shaking my head. Of all the psychic abilities someone could have, that one must be the most useless.
HUMANSWEET MOTHER OF CHRIST