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NOTE: I AM ON SEMI HIATUS Hello! My name is Jackie, Welcome to my mind! I enjoy long walks on the beach and making a fool of myself on the internet. On this blog you will find bands (plenty of them!) and the occasional dose of tv shows

xo-frnks:

gerardwhy:

iconic 

he loOKS LIKE A FUCKING GIRL SOMEONE HOLD ME

xo-frnks:

gerardwhy:

iconic 

he loOKS LIKE A FUCKING GIRL SOMEONE HOLD ME

2 hours ago373,613 plays

iwishlilbwasmygrandpa:

I’m not like other teens. I’m 47

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”
On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 
Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 
This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”

On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 

Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. 
I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 

This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

yansquid:

wanderinginthetardis:

burqalicious:

THE AMOuNT OF secoNDHAND EMBARASSMENT I GET fROM MOvies is uNBELIEVABLE LIKE IF SOMEONE dOES a stupiD thiNG IN A MOVie i have to look away Bc it is Is TOO MUCH FOR ME To HANDLE

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THE IMAGE WON’T LOAD, PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS SPIDERMAN THREE.

my-chemical-emotions:

torodactyl:

whyjess:

headfirstforieros:

Teenagers (Vocals Only)-My Chemical Romance

chRIST

yes hello i would like to get this engraved onto my body

moTHER OF GOD

5 hours ago334,971 plays

fangoriaaa:

when you accidentally type ‘fro’ instead of ‘for’ 

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rabioheab:

take a moment to reflect on this image of a prepubescent taylor lautner in a shark costume singing with sharks

rabioheab:

take a moment to reflect on this image of a prepubescent taylor lautner in a shark costume singing with sharks

cavalieryouth:

"One year later, this is our love letter back to you."

cavalieryouth:

"One year later, this is our love letter back to you."
STARING CONTEST! GO!

STARING CONTEST! GO!

~*I’d be a punk if my mom would let me*~

miss-bambi-tails:

tanukigalpa:

rosalarian:

I think we could all use a tiny kitten on our screens from time to time.

ugh i love how his tail is just a triangle

IT’S TAIL IS A TRIANGLE

miss-bambi-tails:

tanukigalpa:

rosalarian:

I think we could all use a tiny kitten on our screens from time to time.

ugh i love how his tail is just a triangle

IT’S TAIL IS A TRIANGLE