craftyjai:

ride-the-vibes:

This is JASON FYLES and he goes to my university (Newcastle University, North East of England) He is 19 years old, 5’8, ginger hair and slim. He was last seen in the Sandyford area at 2:45am on Thursday morning and has not been seen since. He was wearing a blue shirt, grey cardigan, beige chinos and brown ankle boots. Everyone in uni is so worried about him along with his family and friends. We are coming together as a university to appeal for his safe return. It is thought that he lost his friends on the night out and tried to make his way back by himself. Please, I am begging for you to REBLOG THIS, even if you don’t live in Newcastle, or England. Every REBLOG means that someone else will see his face, they will know who we are looking for, and your followers could be the one to know his whereabouts. Stay safe Jason, we’re looking for you. 
THIS WILL NOT RUIN YOUR BLOG! 

Local news report

PLEASE. Nobody reblogged my own post on this which I posted an hour or so ago so I’m wondering if nobody will now. This guy is my friend. If I have ever sent you a nice ask or reblogged something of yours and it made you happy for a second (or even if I haven’t; this is about helping him, not doing me a favour) for God’s sake just help now, help to find my friend Jason. You want me to make him human to you?

• Once we all grew beans in pots as part of a Biology experiment- the experiment failed miserably and made the whole lab stink, but his was the only bean that grew and he was actually pretty proud about it
• He learned to knit as part of a school project where he had to learn a creative skill, and when a couple of people teased him about it he said “gender is a social construct” and carried on knitting like a badass
• He loves the scene in The Great Gatsby where Gatsby throws all his silk shirts around and he and I used to giggle over it together
• Once I asked him if he had a string of tinsel I could use in a photoshoot and he brought me a big cardboard box full of tinsel and fairy lights because he’s a helpful and lovely guy

He’s HUMAN and he needs our HELP and just PLEASE PLEASE FUCKING REBLOG THIS??? He’s been missing for four days now- when he went missing he would have been wearing his contact lenses and he won’t have had his (very thick) glasses with him so by now he’ll have had to take his contacts out and throw them away and he won’t be able to see well and oh God just please signal boost this

shadowkat104:

kellyjacobsbooks:

HOW TO SURVIVE A HEART ATTACK WHEN ALONE

Let’s say it’s 6.15pm and you’re going home (alone of course), after an unusually hard day on the job. You’re really tired, upset and frustrated. Suddenly you start experiencing severe pain in your chest that starts to drag out into your arm and up into your jaw. You are only about five miles from the hospital nearest your home. Unfortunately you don’t know if you’ll be able to make it that far. You have been trained in CPR, but the guy that taught the course did not tell you how to perform it on yourself..!!

NOW HOW TO SURVIVE A HEART ATTACK WHEN ALONE…

Since many people are alone when they suffer a heart attack, without help, the person whose heart is beating improperly and who begins to feel faint, has only about 10 seconds left before losing consciousness.

However, these victims can help themselves by coughing repeatedly and very vigorously.

A deep breath should be taken before each cough, and the cough must be deep and prolonged, as when producing sputum from deep inside the chest.

A breath and a cough must be repeated about every two seconds without let-up until help arrives, or until the heart is felt to be beating normally again.

Deep breaths get oxygen into the lungs and coughing movements squeeze the heart and keep the blood circulating.

The squeezing pressure on the heart also helps it regain normal rhythm. In this way, heart attack victims can perhaps buy precious time to get themselves to a phone and dial 911.

Rather than sharing another joke please contribute by broadcasting this which can save a person’s life!

Be prepared and become part of the solution. Get your free next-of-kin notification card today. Click here: https://www.InCaseOfEmergencyCard.com/

major signal boost

c-untgr4ts:

today-the-world-is-ugly:

This is absolutely terrifying. Just look at it, it is so real and astonishing. You need to reblog this. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging orange, teenage girls with vans on. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging vintage or photography. This is real. You can even see the fury in his eyes. The tense muscles in between his fingers. The heavy breathing. reblog this. NOW.in all seriousness thoughM..my heart just stopped… ;~;Guys, you’ve got to reblog this. It’s reality and it needs to be brought to everyone’s attention.I lost a friend to this kind of harassment. I really don’t want to remind myself of everything that happened so I won’t say a word about it. All I will say is, he was one of my best friends and the kindest person I had ever known. The pain I went through after his death was indescribable. I want you all to know that it’s not easing knowing that someone you love had such thoughts that they didn’t deserve living anymore. I’m not good with words at all so please excuse this lousy paragraph I have attempted to write to move you. I am serious though. Don’t ignore this.i’m going to reblog forever.This kills me, please stop this.it seriously hurts to know people say thishow the fuck could you possibly send someone hate, or make rude comments when you know all to well that this could be the outcome, makes me sick. somebody please stop this from happening.

ALRIGHT STOP SCROLLING RIGHT NOW. REBLOG THIS. I DON’T CARE IF YOU ARE A HIPSTER, SUMMER, PHOTOGRAPHY, BOHO, SURF, WHATEVER BLOG. REBLOG THIS. 

Oh my god

THIS MOVED ME SO MUCH GUYS REBLOG ;__; ;;;n;;;

((I DONT CARE WHAT KIND OF BLOG YOU ARE

REBLOG THIS))

This doesn’t fit my blog type, but I had to reblog this. It’s so powerful.

boilingheart:

take-me-back-to-wonderland-alice:

TUMBLR PLEASE READ THIS! I NEED YOUR HELP AND I AM DESPERATE. PLEASE, I’M BEGGING YOU.

This beautiful girl on the left in this picture is my baby sister. She is 14yrs old. Her name is Jamie Marie Meyers, AND SHE IS MISSING!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She has been missing since Sunday, 04/21/2013. She is thought to be with her “boyfriend” whom is 18yrs old. His name is Matthew. We believe he’s convinced her to run away with him. We are terrified for her safety and it is unlike her to just leave without even a text. This girl is my life. She means more to me than anything else on this planet and not knowing if she’s okay is literally tearing me apart from the inside out. I want to die. PLEASE, PLEASE HELP ME! I JUST WANT TO KNOW THAT MY BABY SISTER IS OKAY!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She is thought to be somewhere in New York State but was last seen at her home in Spring Hill, Florida. ANY AND ALL INFORMATION REGARDING HER WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED AND I WOULD OWE YOU MY LIFE!!!!!!!! 

PLEASE TUMBLR, I’M BEGGING YOU, REBLOG THIS AND HELP ME FIND MY BABY SISTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS PHOTO WAS TAKEN ONE MONTH AGO! PLEASE HELP ME, I WILL DO ANYTHING, PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This doesn’t have enough notes.

COME ON PEOPLE REBLOG LIKE CRAZY I WOULD DIE IF THIS HAPPENED TO ME

the-elken-king-of-mirkwood:

rarely-pure-never-simple:

thecornercoffeeshoppe:

hickshannary:

small-and-misunderstood:

Saw this somewhere else and felt the need to post it cause no one else ever really tells you this stuff

My mom never really noticed. She noticed when she was breast feeding my little brother and blood started coming out instead of milk. 

My mom said she felt and saw a little lump in the shower. She was lucky enough she found it at stage 2

My mom had a mammogram. The radiologist thought the spots were just regular calcium deposits. 

Turns out it was triple negative breast cancer that had spread to her lymph nods. Mastectomy, radiation and chemo saved her life.

This could SAVE a life.

My grandma was lucky and found hers VERY early. Double mastectomy took care of it, but she has to take chemo pills and go in for checkups regularly, and its still possible that it could come back someday. Its important for EVERYONE to be aware of the symptoms. It saves lives.

A BBC Sherlock Inspired Necklace! For sale on my etsy: https://www.etsy.com/listing/126427356/sherlock-bbc-skull-necklace?ref=shop_home_active

This necklace is inspired by a few things that are iconic in the Sherlock BBC world. Sherlock’s skull, the smile he likes to shoot on the wall and the colors that surrounded the last two episodes of season 2.

These are the things Sherlock left behind to John. Left to us.

Here in necklace form is the love we have for the Sherlock fandom. So wear it proudly, we are the fandom that waited!

This necklace is made of Onyx, blue goldstone, silver plated smiles, and red beads. Sitting at the center is Sherlock’s first friend. I call him Skully.

This item is ready to ship!

-REDUCED PRICE TO MAKE ROOM FOR MORE INVENTORY-

On my etsy!: https://www.etsy.com/listing/103686146/mlp-rarity-crystal-necklace-reduced?ref=shop_home_active

This item is one of a kind and ready to ship!

This amazing crystal pendant sits at the center of this beautiful white pearls blue Austrian crystals and clear Austrian crystals.

This is very stunning piece and one of my favorites. It is based off of Rarity from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic!

A very delicate and ethereal necklace perfect for your cosplay, or to wear to the Grand Galloping Gala!

For sale on my etsy! One of a kind inspired by the House of Black (Home and family name of Bellatrix Lestrange, Narcissa Malfoy, Sirius Black, and Regulus Black.

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On my etsy: https://www.etsy.com/listing/126425037/the-noble-and-most-ancient-house-of

The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black was one of the largest, oldest and wealthiest pure-blooded wizarding families in Britain.

“Toujours pur.”
—The family motto, translating to “Always Pure”

This locket cameo is inspired by the great house of Black from Harry Potter. Perfect for housing a photo of Narcissa and her dear husband Lucius, or Lord Voldemort as a keepsake of Bellatrix. Or even a photo of Sirius and Regulus. Whatever you like!

This would go well for a cosplay of either of the Black sisters Bellatrix and Narcissa, or just to show your love for the fandom, the sisters, and the noble family.

Made of a cameo locket pendant, surrounded by white and black pearls for a look that can be passed down through the noble generations!

This item is ready to ship!
Please do not hesitate to ask if you are curious about anything!

sapphjq:

Does anyone know where I can buy Black Jewels related stuff online? I tried searching Etsy and Redbubble but I didn’t get any hits. Can anyone point me in the right direction?

What are you looking for? Because I make custom jewelry for BJT Fans all the time. I am even working on some specific character jewelry right now. Particularly Daemon because I have a cosplayer for him. If it’s merchandise like Janelle’s Unicorn Horn staff or clothing I can ask around the cosplay group I am working for. :)

midnightbluesky:

take-my-virginity-oliver-sykes:

makna-tuna:

caught-in-the-maze:

kians-redball:

formed:

twoubles:

hazeleyedreality:

lue-lla:

vrede:

tofux:

breadzepplin:

vashxthexstampede:

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.

Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.

To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.

Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.

Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.

Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.

At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.

I will forever reblog this

I’m gonna cry. That was so beautiful

whoever wrote this, i just cried my eyes out, and i dont even like cats

I am crying so hard. 

This is beautiful and so sad I’m crying

omfg

I’ve never cried so hard oh my god

..and now I’m bawling my eyes out and I don’t have tissues

I am not sure if it’s a fic or a real story but I AM CRYING MY FUCKING EYES OUT !!!! 

what a way to fuCKING RUIN MY MORNING

So much feels. I’m crying. OMG. 

I am sobbing and holding the leg of my stray rescue baby. This needs to be shared. He just wanted to be loved….No animal should have to go through that.