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It’s worth the risk.
Plus all the actions healthy omnivores make that help reduce heart diseases.
Screen capturing and posting it to Facebook. People need to et a fucking clueeee ugh I was so mad, today
I was just gonna do the same thing, Paige!! haha.
This is seriously the biggest load of bullshit I have ever seen. Get on illustrator and make a nifty little poster and BAM YOU GOT A FOLLOWING!
I am a vegetarian and this is a load of bullshit. Sources? Because I’d love to see where you got these “statistics”. kthx.
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Been a little out of touch lately. Not only on tumblr, but also facebook and with my phone. So don’t take it personally if I haven’t been messaging/texting/or tweeting at you. I’ve been moving, finishing exams, and currently have no internet at the new house. Which, to be honest, is really nice. I read before I go to bed now. WHO DOES THAT?!
And spending some time with the pup is really nice. She does beg desperately for my attention and it’s awesome to give her it all the time. I will be back on the grid soon but for now, let me enjoy this isolation of sorts.
Hasta luego. CUBA COUNTDOWN: 14 DAYS UNTIL TAKEOFF
I miss you. I feel distant.
I miss kissing. It’s been 8 days since our last.
I miss dates, where I got all done up and worried that you wouldn’t like how I looked. But you always did. Your eyes got huge and you got this little smile. I miss that look.
I miss waking up buck naked next to you. Watching you sleep and feeling my breasts on your back.
I’ll get these things back, I haven’t really lost anything, you’re still mine. It’s just been the hardest two weeks of this year. Things have hit us hard and we’re still together. On the bright side, it can only go up from here…
Single-Serving Site of the Day: More than 4,000 street portraits have been taken for the Humans of New York Project, “an effort to create a photographic census of the city of New York.”
A highlight from the Tumblr:
I found this man on 7th Avenue in Park Slope. He was leaning heavily on his cane, looking down, wearing a grimaced face. I felt bad for him, so I smiled and waved when I walked past. His face changed completely. He lit up, smiled wide, and gave me a cheery greeting. There was nothing forced about it. He seemed like a man who went through life looking for the smallest excuses to be happy.
I walked 50 feet down the sidewalk, turned around, and walked back to him. “I want to take your photo,” I told him, “because of how big you smiled when I walked by.”
He said: “Well I saw someone smiling at me who I didn’t even know. So I thought: ‘By God! I Better do something!’”
This makes me smile :)
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I don’t know why I let you in. I feel mistaken. I knew better from the start. But you charmed my door right off its hinges. If you stayed a while I wouldn’t mind the broken door. You’re running through the house knocking over anything delicate. Maybe I shouldn’t have so many things.
We have the capacity to fix the door & clean up the broken glass. However I’m not sure if you’re already knocking on someone else’s door.
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Yes yes yes….it is that time when you feel oh so grateful to be a woman.
(also works as warning sign against anyone who has an opinion about but no business up there)
HAHAHAHAHA
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