Marlen.17 years old. Female. Half Mexican and Half Honduran. I reside in Central Florida.I like things like mudding,fishing, shooting, drinking, and hopefully when I get My license hunting. I'm pretty southern and proud of it. I am also currently recovering from an ED. I hope to still lose weight but the healthy way this time around and hopefully gain some confidence. This blog is just my random thoughts and interest.

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askthosesillystickmen:

So, that just happened…
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satans-fabulous-blog:

morphingly:

brightredkettle:

are you the SAT because i’d do you for 3 hours and 45 minutes

with a ten minute break halfway through for snacks

That’s the most reasonable pick up line I’ve ever heard. You’re hired.

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littlestbug:

poutingly:

angryfuckingvegan:

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Milk is not natural.

Angryfuckingvegan comes the conclusion that cows are not real and milk does not actually exist

i’m imagining him alone in his room with all the lights off, eyes wide open, rocking back and forth on his bed muttering this to himself

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alljustsmokeandmirrors:

mrsvicfuentes:

giftedbuttwisted:

c0untyourblessingss:

i-will-wait-for-you-endlessly:

Austin’s weakness stopped him reaching his goal of becoming a baseball player, but pushed him in the direction to become something far greater. A musician, an inspiration, and a life saver. Next time you think your life is going downhill, remember that Austin changed his life around, and so can you.

Well said..

So much respect

I love how he’s so strong for us. Wow love you Carlile.

How can you not love this man?bless you sir 
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  • not everyone with an eating disorder: is skinny
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: goes to hospital
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: gets diagnosed
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: is anorexic
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: goes to therapy
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: exercises
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: makes themselves sick
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: doesn't eat
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: calorie counts
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: only eats healthy foods
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: has fear foods
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: want to lose weight
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: is obsessed with being skinny
  • not everyone with an eating disorder: cries infront of food
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    pokemon-personalities:

    a moment of recognition for those ships you shipped before you knew what shipping was

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    agi-bathory:

istherenothingyouwouldnotdo:

Let me explain you a thing.
When I say I adore Misha Collins, I don’t mean because he’s attractive or funny (though that comes into it), I mean because he is a genuinely nice person.
I was at Asylum 10 this weekend, and for Misha’s autographs he wasn’t allowed to personalise things because of time constraints which is fair enough. However, when I was getting mine, I managed to blurt out (I mean it I was shaking really hard) how important it was to meet him, as Asylum 10 was a goal for me not to kill myself.
The second I said that he stopped writing and looked up at me, and his response was:
“You need better goals.” I almost laughed but I was really trying not to cry, so I responded with:
“No. I don’t.” At this point, he reached across the table and grabbed my hand, pen still off the paper. He looked up at me, shaking and almost crying and smiled and said the simplest thing. At this point he let my hand go.
“See you next year?” I nodded, I was shaking really hard and I picked up the picture and went to leave, but he grabbed my hand again and pulled me back a little. He asked for my name and then wrote what it says on the top left hand corner. He squeezed my hand and smiled and then let me go.

I really am crying over this. Please be strong.

    scraggay:

    boys that look good with both beards and no beards are the most lethal kinds of boys

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    riversongsecho:

    this was supposed to be a children’s show why am I crying over a space idiot and his wife

    image

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