If that ball was red, his head would just explode. 🤯
Keep your eyes on the ball
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How sweet he is 🤣🐈
It's hard to believe that someone who craves privacy (me) would sign up for yet another social network. The question is not only what can I do for them, but also, what will they do for me? Or even, what will they do to me?
We're about to find out. And, by the way, what are the social networks doing for you?
One thing we all have in common is embarrassing relatives. You'll suffer a cringe-worthy moment at some point in your life -- either on or offline -- courtesy of a family member. Perhaps that's why blogs covering such topics hit such a nerve. We've taken a look at some Tumblr blogs that venera...
you thought I didn’t really notice. But I did. I wanted to high-five you.
Yesterday I had a pair of brothers in my store. One was maybe between 15-17. He was a wrestler at the local high school. Kind of tall, stocky and handsome. He had a younger brother, who was maybe about 10-12 years old. The...
I don't think I look that bad! Good morning
I hate hospitals/where even mountains weep
in the hospital's crowded hallway,
I stand alone
cold steel clatters,
overlapping somber screams
drenched in antiseptic-
the reaper's lullaby.
the worst of it, however, is when
i see a father
he's concrete and rocks,
a pillar of our haven,
the core of a warm hearth.
but his iron heart,
now starts to fracture,
like a sandcastle
facing the wrath of a storm.
he, who once blazed so bright,
shielding us from the cold
now withers, grows pale
his flame, once bold, now a blue ember.
as I gaze upon him,
i ponder the weight he bears;
in his shoes,
what fate awaits I-
a house of cards,
should I, too, bear
even a fraction of his woes.
Never underestimate the number of tweets that a high school girl can send. And always check your wireless phone bill. Receiving 1000 tweets on your phone and not updating your text message limit is not smart. Even less smart: not realizing that you've been spending an extra $25 a month all summer because you didn't check your e-bill. Expensive lesson. Really dumb. Epic fail.
http://techland.time.com/2011/09/20/jaw-dropper-18-to-24-year-olds-average-110-text-messages-per-day/
When I die, don't mourn me. If you have good memories of me, keep them. If you have bad memories of me, accept my apology and let them go. Do not let any negative energy from my life or death affect you.