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Some kids placed strong firecracker in the mouth of this animal and made sure he could not open it. The world is like this. To these kids it must have been a macabre fun for a few minutes and then they continued with their life like nothing happened.To this animal, his life ended during those minutes, with a pain so deep that is better to forget.If you are against the mistreatment of animals, share this so that more people see what we are capable to do and how inhumane we could be.Friends, I’m really sorry if this picture hurts you, I got hurt while posting too. I’m sharing this because of that I hope if some one near you tries to do these kind of things, you will at least try to tell them that this is really harsh. Will you?*Reblog* if you are against mistreatment of animals


I’m literally crying, wouldn’t try hear the dog whimpering and begging for mercy?!!!

WHAT THE HELL!?

((This is why I hate humanity, we pullt his shit and accuse some dogs of being evil ))

I think I’m going to be sick

O-Oh god… THIS IS NOT OKAY! i’m crying right now

jESUS FUCK

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marannechan:

Some kids placed strong firecracker in the mouth of this animal and made sure he could not open it. The world is like this. To these kids it must have been a macabre fun for a few minutes and then they continued with their life like nothing happened.

To this animal, his life ended during those minutes, with a pain so deep that is better to forget.

If you are against the mistreatment of animals, share this so that more people see what we are capable to do and how inhumane we could be.

Friends, I’m really sorry if this picture hurts you, I got hurt while posting too. I’m sharing this because of that I hope if some one near you tries to do these kind of things, you will at least try to tell them that this is really harsh. Will you?

*Reblog* if you are against mistreatment of animals

I’m literally crying, wouldn’t try hear the dog whimpering and begging for mercy?!!!

WHAT THE HELL!?

((This is why I hate humanity, we pullt his shit and accuse some dogs of being evil ))

I think I’m going to be sick

O-Oh god… THIS IS NOT OKAY! i’m crying right now

jESUS FUCK

mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!
Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!
In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.
The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.
For the pedant in us all.
Zoom Info
mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!
Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!
In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.
The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.
For the pedant in us all.
Zoom Info
mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!
Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!
In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.
The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.
For the pedant in us all.
Zoom Info
mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!
Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!
In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.
The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.
For the pedant in us all.
Zoom Info
mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!
Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!
In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.
The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.
For the pedant in us all.
Zoom Info
mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!
Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!
In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.
The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.
For the pedant in us all.
Zoom Info
mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!
Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!
In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.
The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.
For the pedant in us all.
Zoom Info
mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!
Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!
In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.
The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.
For the pedant in us all.
Zoom Info
mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!
Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!
In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.
The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.
For the pedant in us all.
Zoom Info
mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!
Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!
In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.
The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.
For the pedant in us all.
Zoom Info

mizgnomer:

The Tenth Doctor’s Suit Button Analysis - now in Tumblr-image form!

Because the manner in which the suit is buttoned is important.  No, really.  It is!

In all honesty though, I’m rather impressed that DT took it upon himself to change it up.  Keeping up with these tiniest of details is just another sign of how dedicated he was to Doctor Who.

The list owes much to Unfolded73’s Button Analysis on LiveJournal. As far as I’m aware she was the first to do the analysis back in March 2009 and share it with the world.

For the pedant in us all.

When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

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God bless drag queens.

I will always reblog this

Whenever drag queens are present, you best believe they will save the fuckin day.

Oh fuck yes.

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If this isn’t on your blog I’m judging you.

Every time a bell rings, a drag queen gets his wings.

God bless drag queen omg

Behavior:

Behavior:

I had this draft in my folder and I thought this wasn’t good, but I tried to tweak it so it could maybe turn out good.

Check out the previous posts, especially this one.         

Requests are open. And I hope you like this, even if I wasn’t going to post this.

Ps: This is dedicated to the Anon who asked me if I was going to write more 1D as Dad’s.

The wind brushed her short brown hair back, the gorgeous caramel eyes followed every movement on the train as she kept sat back in her corner. Alone.

She was never the most social on her family as wherever she went, a drawing pad always followed. Daphne Payne always had an enviable imagination, but everyone noticed that the girl had changed the last couple of months.

The previously long haired beauty had shortened her hair without anyone’s knowledge, she started to lock herself in her room wherever she could, she started to hide things from her mother and sister, and she barely looked in her dad’s face.

Truth is, Daphne ran away from her family now. She wanted to put as much distant between herself and the others as much as she could, so she took some art classes that pretty much took up all her night just to stay away. She took the train against her mother’s wishes to drive her to the institute every day, but she was never in the mood to spend 45 minutes in a car with someone she didn’t felt like talking to.

She liked the classes she was taking, it helped her improve her drawing skills, but that day she had skipped because she was meeting her cousin Samantha Malik because she was pretty down thanks to an argument with her father. She got her uncle’s point of view, but she also got Sam-Sam’s. No teenager wants their parents to find out all their secrets, and Zayn had.

Daphne’s parents weren’t going to get that close though, she kept them inside her head or translated them to drawings that she kept in a notebook hidden under a fake base of her bedside table’s drawer. Plus, no one came close to anything she owned.

Her sweet caramel eyes looked out the window to find the blurry lights something dull and boring. She was done with trying to attribute the right feelings to the right things. Her brain didn’t correspond to it anymore, maybe because she stopped taking her meds and things got a little bit darker, a bit more depressing to her.

She ignored the hit song a group of teens insisted on chanting in the corner of the carriage, frantically looking for her earphones, finding them in her jackets pocket. The moment she connected them with her phone, it started to rain outside. She sighed, pushing back the annoyance that was growing by the moment.

She took a deep breath and rested her head against the window, closing her eyes once 1975 started playing.

She didn’t want to go home and find her family, being their usual perfect without her. She didn’t need to feel more useless and unwanted than she already did. She just wanted to walk right pass through the living room, grab her plate of food and go to her room.

When her stop came, she got out, pulling the hood of her jacket over her recently cut hair, the hair she had decided to cut herself. She liked it that way, she didn’t need to have a lot of trouble with her new hairstyle. She had decided to leave only three inches of hair in her head, that way she could run her hands through her hair and still feel a little bit of it.

The prominent cheeks she was gifted with and the button nose were what conceded the ‘off the rails’ teenager her immaculate beauty. She was skinny, not by choice but by default as many times she forgot to eat because her concentration was completely in her drawings.

So, Daphne shoved her phone in her pocket along with her hands and walked home, under the rain. The dark allies in the way to her house didn’t scare her, she was taught what to do if a guy tried to take advantage of her.

Daph snorted to herself when her phone rang, pulling it out to see one of her cousins had just tweeted something. She decided to ignore it and read it when she got next. She switched songs and shoved her phone in her pocket again when her house came in sight.

She opened the door and kicked it close, not bothering to take her headphones from her hears. She needed hose if she wanted to keep her cool because losing her cool wasn’t an option to her. She walked past the living room, ignoring her parents and sister that were sitting on the couch, looking at the big TV screen.

She walked right towards the kitchen and turned the microwave on, waiting for her food to get hot. Even with her earphones on, she could feel her parents’ presence in  the kitchen as she waited for her food.

“Daphne Marie Payne!” Her mother called, pulling one of her earphones out.

Daphne tried to push the bottled anger even more down. She had a conscience, even if she wasn’t taking her meds anymore. Her parents were worried, really worried about her. Her mother being the one who showed it the most, took a step in her direction and grabbed her face, looking into her eyes to find any trace she was having an episode.

“Are you taking your meds?” She asked

“Leave me alone!” Daphne grumbled, pushing her mother’s hands away

“Daphne!” Her dad thundered, sternly looking at her “Answer the question!”

She rolled her eyes at her dad, and Liam couldn’t really do anything because he got the answer from her eye rolling. He was always so extremely worried about her. Being Bipolar, Daphne had to take four pills of Lithium a day and she had cut her hair because she had hair loss and her hair was starting to break and her hands were shaking uncontrollably making it impossible for her to draw, both side effects of her daily lithium dosage. He couldn’t really blame her for giving up, but she knew better than that. She knew she could get weird delusions or hallucinations, and Liam would get a freaking heart attack, like the first time she ever had a maniac attack.

“Daphne…” He started, whispering in a caring way

“Just don’t okay?!” She growled, turning around to grab the plate of food

“I’ll handle this okay?” Liam whispered to his wife, sending her away to take care of her other daughter that was still in the couch watching a new episode of a series that had started a while back that year “C’mere Daph!” Liam said, but she ignored it.

He knew she would probably not remember anything when she started on her meds again. But that’s the thing with Bipolar Disorder, you do things and you can’t remember them when your episode is over.

Liam was terrified he would be woken up in the middle of the night again because she had been arrested for theft. She only had stolen food and notepads so she could draw even more, and after Liam paid for the damage, she was set free with no record at all, but the next day after her episode ended, she couldn’t remember a thing that happened. That was the previous time that Daphne had give up her meds.

He felt so sad for his little girl when she came down the stairs with her hair cut in the Pixie style, not perfect but she made a decent job herself. He felt so helpless that there was nothing he could do to make her have a normal hair again. He had spoke to the doctor to tweak the dosage so the symptoms could be relived but he said Daphne’s case was extreme since she was maic and could risk her life, and she really had to keep the dosage .

He knew Daph would die without being capable of drawing. That would end her, and when her hands started to shake, Liam knew she was going to give up. It was so hard for her to express herself, she only had the drawings to do that for her, if she couldn’t do that, Liam was afraid she would fall into such a deep depression he would end up dead.

“Daph I know it must be hard on you but…” Daphne turned around, her short hair slightly shaking as she did

“You know nothing!” She yelled “How could you? How could you know how it is to have something conditioning your life so much that you can’t do the things you love?! You weren’t born like this, you weren’t born with a disease, you were…”

“I was born dead!” Liam thundered again “I was born dead and had to take 32 injections a day to try to cope with the pain. And still I got a bad kidney from it! I couldn’t drink and I had to work out all the time!”

“Bummer!” Daphne whispered

“Daphne, don’t be cruel!” Liam asked, watching her take a seat in the kitchen island, only grabbing a fork to eat her food like she did when she was little “You’re a fighter, just like you old men!” Liam said, picking his little girl up and sitting her in his lap “I know it gets hard Daffy Duck, but you gotta get out of this episode! I’ll try to talk to the doctor again to change the meds so your hands won’t shake okay?” He waited.

And waited.

And waited.

But got no response.

“Sweetheart, you need to answer me okay? We’re fighters, that’s what you inherited from me yeah?” She only nodded robotically “You’ll take your meds?”

“I don’t want to!” She thundered, jumping from her dad’s leg to put her plate on the sink “I want to be normal, and draw and be capable of sitting in a chair and stay still for a second. I want to be capable of being relaxed once in my life without worrying that I’m going to have a maniac attack in the middle of the art class. I want to be the normal kid who secretly wears her earphones in her ears when the math teacher isn’t looking, and spends her time in English doodling pictures of trees and puppies. Sure dad, you were bon with a bad kidney, but so was Lara and she doesn’t have half the problems I do. You got cured, I will never, ever get rid of this. Let me live it my own way or just… admit me to a madhouse or something!” Daph explained, turning around to wash her plate on the sink

“You’re not mad!” Liam said “You’re different!”

“Well, I don’t want to be different, I want to be normal!”

“Well, guess what you can’t!” Liam yelled, watching as his daughters eyes widened “You can’t be normal!” He exhaustingly said “That’s what makes you so exquisite Daffy Duck, you get to experience something no one else will ever experience!”

“Because everyone want to experience mood swings? Who wants to have a huge bill on the pharmacy? I hate being Bipolar dad! And the freaking medicine doesn’t even help me sometimes! I’m still emotionally confused!” Daphne huffed “Exquisite? I say freak!”

“I can’t make you do anything you don’t want to do Daffy, but I would really like you to get on your meds! I love you Daffy Duck, and I don’t want you to risk your life!” He said, walking to the med cabinet and opening, taking Daphne’s meds and putting them on top of the kitchen island.

Daphne shook her head as her dad left the kitchen, leaving the moral thought on top of the granite kitchen island. As much as she disliked the idea, Daphne grabbed a glass of water and took her pills, fighting back the urge to cry as she knew her hands were going to shake from then. She wouldn’t be capable of drawing because she was bipolar and as a side effect, her hands trembled like twigs.

But she didn’t want her dad to suffer, even if it meant she had to give up her dream. And like that, properly medicated, she went upstairs and laid in bed, silently crying till she fell asleep.

I previously posted this in my writing page.Go follow me yeah?

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As much as I enjoy the movie Frozen, stop saying it’s the only movie that teaches girls they don’t need a man to save them. RAPUNZEL FUCKING SAVES FLYNN AND BEATS THE SHIT OUT OF PEOPLE WITH A FRYING PAN.  MERIDA WAS ALL “FUCK YOU I’M 15 AND I DON’T WANT TO GET MARRIED. “ MULAN SAVED THE FUCK OUT OF CHINA, SHE SAVED A FUCKING COUNTRY. So, would you politely shut the fuck up and stop.

THANK YOU.