Billy Jean

All the guys are like:

All the girls are like:

And then there’s me:

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Reblog no matter if you have 50,000 or 50 followers, you appreciate every single one. Reblog if you appreciate the messages you get, whether it’s 100 or 1. Reblog if a little smile comes across your face everytime you see a new follower or message. Reblog if even though most of us aren’t tumblr famous, we appreciate the little things.

ib-in-wonderland:

2pmerka:

I love you guys

I love the people who decided I was interesting enough to be followed. ;w;

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azarry:

when i met the internet it was love at first site

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earthnation:

what if milk had pulp

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trekkie131313:

SMASHING

The Belle one

DOCTOR FACILIERRGHHGGHRHGHGHHGH

I tried so hard not to re-blog this

the longer i stare, the more scared i get

wtf ROFL XD

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landofloveandlies:

thetinkertoyboy:

raetherandom:

BIkers Against Child Abuse Helps Make Abused Children Feel Safe Again

“A biker’s power and intimidating image can even the playing field for a little kid who has been hurt. If the man who hurt this little girl calls or drives by, or even if she is just scared, another nightmare, the bikers will ride over and stand guard all night.

If she is afraid to go to school, they will take her and watch until she’s safely inside.

And if she has to testify against her abuser in court, they will go, too, walking with her to the witness stand and taking over the first row of seats.”

During one such testimony, a little boy sat on the stand, testifying against his abusive father, who sat less than 10 feet away.

“Why didn’t you say anything before now?” Asked the prosecutor.

“I was scared.” The little boy replied, honestly.

“Why aren’t you scared now, what changed?” The prosecutor watched the little boy closely as he pointed to the front row of seats in the court room.

“Because my friends are scarier than he is.”

shit like this makes me have faith in humanity again.