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  1. heyfunniest: REBLOG AND CLICK THE PICTURE, wait for 5 sec, press skip, TO SEE THE COOLEST FUCKING THING EVER.   Wha DO IT. PICK THEM UP AND PLAY WITH THEM. i played with them :D i just had tooooo much fun with this

    heyfunniest:

    REBLOG AND CLICK THE PICTURE, wait for 5 sec, press skip, TO SEE THE COOLEST FUCKING THING EVER.

     

    Wha

    DO IT. PICK THEM UP AND PLAY WITH THEM.

    i played with them :D

    i just had tooooo much fun with this

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  2. DO THIS. TRUST ME.

    one-thing-1d:

    Steps:

    1) Play this in one tab: (x)

    2) Play this in a second tab:(x)

    3) Melt.

    Omfg, what are my ears hearing?!

    It’s too beautiful!!

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  3. Reblog if you love God. He already saw you read it.

    I will do what I’m supposed to do.

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  4. If you believe in Jesus Christ, reblog this. DON’T IGNORE THIS. The bible says if you deny Him, He will deny you in front of His father in the gates of heaven. This is the simplest test.

    freshlikethekissofmorningdew:

    coyodey:

    i wanna go to heaven D:

    I want to go to heaven. Fuck you. 

    HEAVEN???!??!?!

    dont deny me. D:

    I just keep reblogging this . I LOVE YOU JESUS <3 !

    omfg these gifs.

    I posted this for those  of you who think i’m judging you or something I just wanted to see how many notes it would get so no hate ! I LOVE JESUS ! 

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  5. wowfunniestposts: dynamiteheartbeat: OMG reblogging for the gifs underneath. so legit. Featured on Wow Funniest Posts

    wowfunniestposts:

    dynamiteheartbeat:

    OMG

    reblogging for the gifs underneath. so legit.

    Featured on Wow Funniest Posts

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  6. REBLOG if you love God more than Tumblr.

    people that actually don’t reblog this


     don’t ignore this folks.. where do you think you’ll be after death? come on, think.. your soul isn’t going to another being or animal, either Heaven or hell..

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  8. homoburger: THIS.You guys really need to go follow him if you arent.www.deanb0t.tumblr.com ♥ 

    homoburger:

    THIS.
    You guys really need to go follow him if you arent.
    www.deanb0t.tumblr.com ♥ 

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  9. Reblog if you love GOD more than anything & Believes He is REAL

    10knotes:

     

    ” I know i DO ” : )

    WE LOVE YOU GOD! 

    Follow this blog, you will love it on your dashboard

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  10. 10knotes: togainunochi: Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for. Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly. Submitted by foreverkanade Follow this blog, you will love it on your dashboard

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    togainunochi:

    Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.
    Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.
    To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.
    Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”
    All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.
    Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.
    One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.
    Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.
    Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.
    At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.
    Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.


    Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.

    Submitted by foreverkanade

    Follow this blog, you will love it on your dashboard

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