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happy finals, everyone

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Dad always said our powers were nothing to be ashamed of; our powers made us special.

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time-lord-ramnikul:

knitmeapony:

demonhamster:

despotic:

suicidemydarling:

gigantorthemooseking:

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.

Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.

This fucking this^^^ 

I’ve always loved this.

I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.

Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.

Metal guys are one big family. Simple as that.

(My friend told me after it happened because I had a concussion and don’t remember.)
When a crowd-surfer got thrown on top of me knocking me unconscious three guys saw me limp on the floor, picked me up and held me until I was standing. When my friend Jesse realized that I was in trouble he came running out of the pit to me. He noticed three guys all over me and started pushing them away, until they explained what happened. He then swept me up in his arms and carried me out of the crowd until I was somewhere safe. I started coming to a few minutes later. I was refusing medical treatment because I knew the band on next was the reason he came to the show. He and my mother (who was called by paramedics) told me to go to the hospital. He missed the band he was looking forward to seeing because he went to the hospital and made sure I was alright. After lots of tests and getting a neck brace then being sent home he took me to his house. Let me wash off my face, which had metal paint on it, and get changed into something comfortable. Bare in mind it was 1 in the morning at this point, he drove me home and got me McDonald’s because I hadn’t eaten all day. 

If you don’t think Metal Men are the best there is, I don’t know what your problem is. 

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Okay….

peter-andthelostboys:

zepolman:

Who the hell is this Tinkerbell?

Last I checked; Tinkerbell was a nasty cold, mean ass bitch like this:

Or this:

And what about this:

Or even this as well:

So I ask who the hell is this:

Because she sure as heck ain’t Tinkerbell.

Amen someone finally brought this out


waazuchan:

Frozen Meme
↳[5/10] Scenes: "I'm the one that needs to go after her."

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owmeex:

Two Brothers Re-Create Childhood Photos As A Priceless Gift To Their Mother (via Then/Now)

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howaboutdisney:

holllandmarie:

make me choose: frozen or tangled

"I know not who you are, nor how I came to find you, but may I just say… Hi."

yes tangled is life

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idontcareaboutyourblog:

One of the best visual representations of the double standards subjected to all women on a daily basis. Reconsider the next time you toss about the words in column 3.

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booksandnoodles:

It’s a metaphor

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