We Made Up Your Mind For You

I want a new life.

lotusmodern:

Mugshot: David Bowie

I’m ruining my life.

No, present perfect.

I have ruined my life.

americanoctopus:

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I have left the house a total of 2 times, taken 19 Vicodin & 19 Penicillin tablets, slept an inumerable amount of hours (not really), cried several times, taken 1 big, long shower, and fainted once.

I have a dry socket, which means the hole in which my tooth of wisdom used to be buried did not close properly and is exposed and leaking an acrid syrup of fuck juice and pain into my swollen mouth. My jaw throbs, my brain hurts, and my ear drums are upset too. I hate this, I want desperately for it to be over. I am about to take the last of my Vicodin. I know I am going to wake up at 3 a.m.

Damn, this sucks.

I want my babies to look like this.

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fuckyeahstrangefinds:

World’s Youngest Couple

Every little girl dreams about her wedding day, complete with visions of a big beautiful white dress and, of course, the perfect man. But 9-year-old Jayla Cooper didn’t have a lifetime to wait for Mr. Right. The Southlake, TX, girl had been battling leukemia for two years, a battle that would end in just a matter of weeks. But what Jayla did have was a groom. He’s her best friend, Jose Griggs, 7, a fellow patient at Children’s Medical Center in Dallas. Jayla and Jose tied the knot in February 2009 to fulfill her final wish: Getting married in a beautiful wedding, surrounded by family and friends. From the flowers to the banquet hall, donations poured in to give a North Texas bride the wedding of her dreams.

Jaila died on Wednesday, April 1, 2009.

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oh, i’m going to cry.

;______; oh wow.

-my face to clear up

-the hair covering my body to disappear

-DJ to show he cares about me

-redder hair

-to go to Portland and see Kayleigh

-to have friends again

-to like myself

-to know I am not worthless

-to have money and success and comfort

-to not cry

-comfy slippers

-cotton for my unfinished pillow

-a million puppies

-a giant hug that tells me everything is going to get better

-to feel warm and safe and impenetrable

-a job

-not this

fuckyeahdogs:

The Story Of Marine Pilot, Maj. Brian Dennis And His Dog Nubs

On NBC’s TODAY show, Meredith Vieira had guests, Marine pilot, Maj. Brian Dennis and his dog, Nubs. Nubs, with his ears cut off near his skull, is one of the few lucky dogs rescued from Iraq and brought to the United States by a Marine officer.

Dennis didn’t choose Nubs though, Nubs chose him.

“As soon as I met him, he just kind of jumped up and I started playing with him,” Dennis said. “The first time we ever met, he just kind of flipped over. I started rubbing his belly. Really, my whole team, we just kind of bonded with him as soon as we met him.”

One day, Dennis was on patrol and when he returned to base, he was shocked to see Nubs badly wounded.

“He had a big wound on his left side,” Dennis told Vieira. “One of the Iraqis told me that one of the soldiers had gotten mad and stabbed him with a big screwdriver. He looked terrible. We didn’t think he was going to make it. He was all infected. It was bad.”

Dennis took Nubs home, applied antibacterial ointment and slept with him. Dennis expected the worst, but the next morning, he awoke to a happy and recovering Nubs.

Shortly thereafter, Dennis and his Marines were assigned to the Iraq-Jordan border (about 75 miles away). Nubs wasn’t able to come with them because of the “no pet” policy. As the Humvee departed, the soldiers saw Nubs running after the car and Dennis thought that was their final goodbye.

However, it turned out to be just the beginning. Nubs somehow followed them, and was thrilled to see Dennis. Though there was a strict “no pet” policy, the gang built him a doghouse anyway. Everything was fine until someone complained and they were told that Nubs had to go.

Dennis couldn’t bare for Nubs to die in Iraq, so with the help of friends and good samaritans, they raised the needed $5,000 donation. Nubs flew to Jordan, Chicago, and arrived in San Diego in March 2008; Dennis followed a month later.

Dennis was so touched by Nubs that he wrote a children’s book called “Nubs: The True Story of a Mutt, a Marine & a Miracle.”

Today, Dennis and Nubs are happily adjusted in San Diego.