torchinggoddess:

qqmoarz:

This is what happens when white guys listen to Indian music

this is my favorite fucking video on the internet 

the stoner asleep in the corner while all this is happening is my favorite part of this whole fucking thing

Sunday May 12 @ 08:12pm
Sunday May 12 @ 08:09pm
Sunday May 12 @ 08:08pm
jennifertrvn:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.His bed was next to the room’s only window.The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.The men talked for hours on end.They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.Days, weeks and months passed.One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.It faced a blank wall.The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’Epilogue:There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

jennifertrvn:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..


Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.


She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.
‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

Sunday May 12 @ 08:08pm

lordvoldergasm:

THE MAGIC BEGINS: Favorite Character  ϟ Severus Snape

“After all this time?” 

‘Always,” said Snape.

Saturday May 11 @ 01:24am
Friday May 10 @ 11:32pm
bobbideee:

eatcleanmakechanges:

Truth

i’ll never understand the people who believe that…

bobbideee:

eatcleanmakechanges:

Truth

i’ll never understand the people who believe that…

Friday May 10 @ 11:31pm
runningtothefinish:

nutrientnatalie:

Love this. Notice how when she starts gaining muscle, she starts gaining weight too. Scales don’t measure everything!

amazing progress!

runningtothefinish:

nutrientnatalie:

Love this. Notice how when she starts gaining muscle, she starts gaining weight too. Scales don’t measure everything!

amazing progress!

Friday May 10 @ 11:11pm
Friday May 10 @ 09:19pm
Friday May 10 @ 09:18pm
eat-run-lift-repeat:

Results from a (mostly) clean diet and HIIT workouts on the treadmill 4-6x per week with a little strength training. Not sure about my weight in either of the photos butI feel like a whole new person.

eat-run-lift-repeat:

Results from a (mostly) clean diet and HIIT workouts on the treadmill 4-6x per week with a little strength training. Not sure about my weight in either of the photos butI feel like a whole new person.

Friday May 10 @ 07:29pm
gettingahealthybody:

Prep your smoothie ingredients beforehand. Put them into little ziplock bags and freeze them. When you’re ready for some smoothie lovin’, simply blend them with a little liquid of choice (e.g: water, soy milk,etc). Great for saving money by buying in bulk.

gettingahealthybody:

Prep your smoothie ingredients beforehand. Put them into little ziplock bags and freeze them. When you’re ready for some smoothie lovin’, simply blend them with a little liquid of choice (e.g: water, soy milk,etc). Great for saving money by buying in bulk.

Friday May 10 @ 07:28pm
healthyandfantastic:

idiotsonfb:



I love this too much

healthyandfantastic:

idiotsonfb:

image

I love this too much

Friday May 10 @ 07:27pm
everythingsuchas:

pussyboicumdump:

Sums it up nicely

ugh wtf 

everythingsuchas:

pussyboicumdump:

Sums it up nicely

ugh wtf 

Friday May 10 @ 07:27pm

mountincest:

lovemetoinfinity:

fatdough:

rewind-and-restart:

mountincest:

school doesnt even test your intelligence it tests your memory

it tests my patience

it tests my ability to hold my pee

it tests my ability to keep calm and not slap a bitch

whoa

Friday May 10 @ 07:27pm
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