Swallowing Dramamine

May 29th, 2012 at 11:46PM

INBOX ME A COLOUR. ANON OR NOT.

Yellow: When you get older, where would you want to live?
Orange: Where do you want to be right now?
Lilac: What is your dream vacation?
Beige: What is your favorite dream?
White: Who was your first kiss?
Purple: Who was your last kiss?
Tangerine: Give a description of who you like.
Gray: Share a relationship story.
Green: Share a family story.
Gold: Share a story that makes you smile.
Black: Share something you did embarrassingly.
Blue: Are you still friends with the people you met in elementary school?
Magenta: What is something you barely tell anyone?
Red: What are your hobbies?
Violet: What college do you plan to attend?
Brown: Would you rather have a relationship or friend with benefit? Explain.
Peach: Who is your favorite teacher so far?
Pink: What is the meaning behind your url?

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May 29th, 2012 at 9:21PM

oh boy

3. You are on a flight from Honolulu to Chicago non-stop. There is a fire in the back of the plane. You have enough time to make ONE phone call. Who do you call? What do you tell them?

Oh man, god I dunno. In all honestly I probably wouldn’t be able to call anyone because I’d be in hysterics or some shit. I’d probably call my brother, since he’s one of the few people who hasn’t been an asshole to me the majority of my life. I’d just tell him that I’m probably gonna die now, this plane is crashing. I love you, mom, the rest of my family, I might even include my better half if it was right now in this point of time. If I’m sensible I’d probably make sure he knew to tell you guys too.

6. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late even once more, you are fired. Do you take the time to save the dogs life? Why or Why not?

oh god well uh

If it’s a minimum wage job and my boss is a complete douchebag, then yeah I’d probably save the dog, even though I’m kind of ehsdkjjkdf around swimming and especially rivers/canals owoksd

But if it’s a good paying job or even minimum wage I guess and I haven’t been constantly buggered down by said boss I’d probably call the police maybe or someone I knew and say “hey holy shit there’s a dog drowning in the canal please help it” but still try to make it yeah

I mean money is important shit

but if the dog ended up dying I can’t explain the proper amount of shit I’d feel like

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May 29th, 2012 at 8:56PM

25 DEEP Questions, you fucker. :*

1. What is more difficult for you, looking into someones eyes when you are telling someone how you feel, or looking into someones eyes when they are telling you how they feel?
2. Think of the last time you were REALLY angry. WHY were you angry? Do you still feel the same way?
3. You are on a flight from Honolulu to Chicago non-stop. There is a fire in the back of the plane. You have enough time to make ONE phone call. Who do you call? What do you tell them?
4. You are at the doctor’s office and he has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? What do you do with your remaining days? Would you be afraid?
5. You can have one of the following two things. Which do you choose? Why? Love and Trust.
6. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late even once more, you are fired. Do you take the time to save the dogs life? Why or Why not?
7. Would you rather be hurt by the one you trust the most or the one you love the most?
8. Your best friend confesses that he/she has feelings for you more than just friendship. He/she is falling in love with you. What do you (or did you) do/say?
9. Think of the last person who you know that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give up one year of yours. Do you do it? Why or Why not?
10. Are you the kind of friend that you would want to have as a friend?
11. Does love = sex?
12.Your boss tells your coworker that they have to let them go because of work shortage, and they are the newest employee. You have been there much longer. Your coworker has a family to support and no other means of income. Do you go to your boss and offer to leave the company? Why or Why not?
13.When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you felt regardless of how difficult it was for you to say? Who was it? What did you have to tell the person?
14. What would be (or what was) harder for you to tell a member of the opposite sex, you love them or that you do not love them back?
15. What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up? Why would it be hard to lose?
16. Excluding romantic love, when was the last time you told someone you loved them. Who were they to you?
17. If there was one moment and one time in the last month what would you change and why?
18.Imagine it is a dark night, you are alone, it is raining outside, you hear someone walking around outside your window. WHO do you wish was there with you?
19. Would you give a homeless person CPR if they were dying? Why or Why not?
21.You are holding onto your grandmother’s hand and the hand of a newborn that you do not know as they hang over the edge of a cliff. You have to let one go to save the other. Who do you let fall to their death? What was your rationale for making the decision?
22. Are you old fashioned?
23. When was the last time you were nice to someone and did NOT expect anything in return for it?
24.Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a broken heart, or never loved at all? Why?
25.If you could do anything or wish anything, what would it be?

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May 29th, 2012 at 8:23PM

Type your first name in. Just do it.

starexorcist:

DO IT

did I do it right guys

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May 28th, 2012 at 11:46PM

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effyeahpegasister:

Minecraft. You’re some blocky person that punches trees made out of pixels and you kill dead people, spiders, and giant green penises that blow up

Dead Space. You’re an engineer, and your dead girlfriend is clingy and attacks you.

Shadow of the Colossus. You’re this little guy running around in this empty space looking for these giants to kill, just to revive your dead girlfriend lolz

Pokemon: you leave your house to be an animal trainer.

Battlefield: Basically Call of Duty.

Sims- basically the boring part of real life- houses, jobs, money,kids- rolled into a game.

Skyrim; Walkin, walkin, walkin, arrow in the knee, new spell, poof, HEY A DRAGON! but wait… your game froze.

some weird robot lady locked you in a closet and you make holes and shit to get to the door

Alice: Madness Returns: Crazy Alice-poser runs around slashing shit with a knife and and fighting all these things in this place because she’s crazy

Space Harrier - You’re a guy who clings to a inexplicably free-roaming jet engine that only goes at Ludicrous Speed and you have a weapon you never see that shoots lasers or sommat at large lumpy obstacles. Sometimes you die because you fly into a mammoth.

Silent Hill: You’re looking for you child because you are a terrible father and lost her. You encounter some cult and drug peddling shit and you get creeped the fuck out. You end up finding out your kid is the reincarnation of a “virgin Mary” type figure and you end up killing the god she gives birth to.

you’re an italian renaissance playboy who does literally nothing but kill a bunch of people because his family was killed, thus fighting violence with violence, and there is literally nothing else in the game except for some historical figures who want to bang you (or your dad)

Portal 2: You’re a brain-damaged woman who can’t talk. You team up with a potato and jump through some holes so some robot can get off on it. In co-op you and your partners are robot slaves who jump through some holes so another robot can get off on it.

Katamari. you’re this tiny lil incompetent green alien prince dude with a cylinder for a head and you fucked up the universe so you gotta go roll some giant balls around earth and stick stuff to them so your weird-ass dad can do some magic shit that makes them planets or somefuck. also you have like a million cousins.

Chrono Cross: You play as a mute blue-haired kid who travels through time and it has barely anything to do with its predecessor, Chrono Trigger. You also get 40+ playable characters and most of them have no backstory or character depth and hey guess what your archnemesis is a furry

actually about half of the characters you run into are furries

you even get a mermaid in your party who can glide on land

you’re a dweeb who takes summer camp too seriously and you’re collecting jars of brains

You leave your nearly flawless and simple life behind because your asshole dad decided to go on vacation. When you follow him you find out that the vacation area sucks and everyone’s an asshole. A bunch of asshole nerds obsessed with lasers are at war with a bunch of patriotic assholes, and you stop it by either getting rid of an asshole radio personality or an asshole robot radio personality. You end up saving everyone by getting rid of some bacteria in the water.

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May 28th, 2012 at 9:14PM

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May 28th, 2012 at 9:07PM

thathorse-obsessedgirl:

I apologize for such graphic pictures, but I’m not sugarcoating this.

Today while I was working at the barn, I saw this dog on the way back from a ride. He stood up and walked very cautiously over to the horses, but he didn’t come very close. He didn’t bark or growl, he just stood there. I couldn’t leave him there, I had to go back and get him with my car.

I got out of my car and walked slowly up to him. He put his head down and came towards me without my calling or anything. He sat down next to me (I didn’t pet him because he clearly has bad mange) and wagged his tail. He looked at me with his pretty blue-green eyes full of hope and I think he knew he would be ok.

I called every nearby animal control number and the Houston Humane Society right down the road. I had to go through so many menu options before I finally left a message… None of them have called me back, about eight hours later.

I took matters into my own hands. I didn’t want to put him in my car because I transport my own dog, but I couldn’t just leave him. I figured there would be some way to sanitize my car so I gave in and called someone at the barn to help me get him in my car. He’s a small dog, but he has scabs all over his body and I wanted someone with gloves.

Anyways, I drove about five minutes to Houston Humane and the first thing the admissions lady told me is that they’ll hold him for three days and if no one claims him, they’ll put him down. Nope, that’s not gonna happen. I asked her where else I could take him and she gave me the number and address of BARC. I thanked her and got some gloves from her and loaded him back up in my car for the 45-minute drive to BARC.

They shuffled me around everywhere at BARC. I went through the door that said, “Entrance” and the guy made me go back through the “Exit” door. I know this doesn’t seem like much, but this puppy could hardly walk. He stumbled as if he were drunk and would occasionally just plop down. They determined he was too sick for him to be in the main building with all the other dogs, so I had to load him back up in my car and drive him to the rear entrance.

Some kind volunteers directed me to the vet building, and I waited in there for a vet tech for about 15 minutes. I sat next to him and talked to him. I told him over and over that he would be ok and I wouldn’t let anything happen to him. I told him he’s going to make an amazing pet someday and he’s in a safe place. I promised him.

The exhausted-looking vet tech came out, took my driver’s license (which they had already done at the front..) and entered me into “the system.” Then she came back over to me and the dog, whom I had named JoJo, and informed me of his fate. She said two very conflicting things and I’m still confused. First, she said that they’ll wait three days for someone to claim him, then have him evaluated by a vet and put him up for adoption if he’s not aggressive (which he clearly wasn’t). Good news, right? Then she said they’ll wait three days for someone to claim him and then euthanize him. I kept trying to clear this up with her and determine which one she meant because she wasn’t making sense, but I never got a clear answer. I’m pretty sure the answer is more towards the second option than the first.

Then I got mad. I asked her why the hell I took him there if they’re just going to kill him, just like they would’ve at Houston Humane. She shrugged and I said, “Ok well thanks,” and left with tears welling up.

I pretended to text on the way back to my car so the volunteers wouldn’t ask what was wrong. I got to my car and broke down crying for poor little JoJo. All I could think about was how amazing he’d be as someone’s dog and how I had promised him over and over that he’d be ok. I called Christy (the barn manager, we kept in contact the whole time so she knew what was going on) and told her the news and she got mad, too. She kept saying, “Why the hell do they call themselves a no-kill when they clearly do if the dog is the slightest bit sick? They’re not going to do ANYTHING for him?” My thoughts exactly.

I drove home crying and took a nice, hot shower. Christy had called me again while I was in the shower so I called her back and she had some good news for me. She knows a woman who brought a stray like JoJo into BARC, donated some money for his initial treatments, and then fostered him (and later ended up adopting him). Christy is actually offering to donate $250 to help him and she knows another woman who loves pitbulls and is already offering to foster him.

I’m not begging everyone to reblog this, though that would be appreciated. I’m not gonna hate you if you don’t. I won’t be mad if no one offers a little cash for his initial treatment. But it would make me and JoJo feel a lot better if you did.

We have until Thursday to figure all of this out. This dog needs a miracle, but Christy and I won’t stop until he gets his miracle.

P.S. To whoever did this to this dog - I sincerely hope you suffer equally as much as he did/does/will. I hope you find out how it feels to have someone give up on you, and that no one gives you a second chance. I know you’re out there because he has a collar and he’s neutered. It makes me sick to know that you exist.