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orijanelle: This is what we do on weekends. Be lazy and play...

Sat, 14 Apr 2012 20:36:51 -0400

This is what we do on weekends. Be lazy and play married couple (: I loveeeee my boyf!

this be my wifey! were gonna have the best lives ever.

GET INVOLVED. STOP AT NOTHING. THE WORLD MUST KNOW. I dare you...

Wed, 07 Mar 2012 01:53:44 -0500

GET INVOLVED. STOP AT NOTHING. THE WORLD MUST KNOW.

I dare you to stop scrolling through your dashboard. Stop checking your Facebook newsfeed that you’ve already checked two seconds ago. Stop updating your Twitter and seeing what your favorite celebrities are saying. Stop watching funny and nonsense videos on Youtube. Take time to educate yourself to MAKE A DIFFERENCE in this world. This is your chance! WATCH THIS VIDEO.

Let’s make JOSEPH KONY Famous!!

Who is JOSEPH KONY?

He is THE WORST LIVING CRIMINAL. He abducts children and makes them use guns to kill their own parents. He takes girls and forces them to be sex slaves. He calls his abducted children the Lord’s Resistance Army, AKA the LRA. He has abducted over 30,000 children and forced them to be child soldiers in Central Africa. He remains at large because he is INVISIBLE to the world. FEW know his name, even FEWER know his crimes. WE ARE MAKING HIM FAMOUS! Because when he is, the world will unite against him and demand his arrest.

We can help make a change. We can make a difference.

I feel so inspired. I feel the need to help and make a difference. This has to happen in 2012. We can’t let him go around and keep doing this to children in Central Africa. Let’s make his name known so he can be stopped. HE CAN NO LONGER BE INVISIBLE!

REBLOG IF YOU CARE.

This will not make your blog ugly, please take a moment to reblog and get the word out. SHARE THIS TO EVERYONE! Be a part of something BIG and when they catch this man, you would be able to say.. “I HELPED.”

orijanelle: No makeup ftw! :D Too comfortable around this...

Wed, 07 Mar 2012 01:09:00 -0500

orijanelle:

No makeup ftw! :D Too comfortable around this boy<3

put some wrinkles on our faces, this how we gonna look like when we grow old together :)

autoentropy: NASA recently released imagery showing the...

Sun, 04 Mar 2012 03:43:15 -0500

autoentropy:

NASA recently released imagery showing the deforestation of America …in just 34 years.

Oh my god.

orijanelle: We may have a million things to work on but that’s...

Sat, 03 Mar 2012 03:33:32 -0500

orijanelle:

We may have a million things to work on but that’s just part of being in a relationship. Happy 8Ms Jerms, ily!

My best friend girlfriend. Im gonna love her forever. :D

ktakeda: OTS: “Strip” - A Chris Brown Cover guitar is on...

Sat, 03 Mar 2012 03:02:21 -0500

ktakeda:

OTS: “Strip” - A Chris Brown Cover

guitar is on point!

<3Yourgflovesyou.

Sat, 04 Feb 2012 19:29:56 -0500

<3Yourgflovesyou.

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Fri, 16 Dec 2011 01:48:11 -0500

Ditto

Thu, 15 Dec 2011 01:08:02 -0500

Ditto

hammmmmes: HAHAHAHA hahahahahahahah fuck man lmfao

Wed, 07 Dec 2011 00:15:16 -0500

hammmmmes:

HAHAHAHA

hahahahahahahah fuck man lmfao

bia-complex: Forever my favorite YT video. <3 Look at her...

Thu, 01 Dec 2011 00:59:17 -0500

bia-complex:

Forever my favorite YT video. <3 Look at her precious little face! Ahhhhhhh too cute.

HAHAHA i LOL’d. damn this is too cute lmao

julietq: Last stretch until Wednesday afternoon. I can’t wait...

Mon, 21 Nov 2011 03:48:29 -0500

julietq:

Last stretch until Wednesday afternoon. I can’t wait for the drive home to see my family<3

I feel it.

http://americancensorship.org/

Wed, 16 Nov 2011 04:24:11 -0500

http://americancensorship.org/:

linhlinh:

The government and private corporations giving it a go. The internet may cease to be a place where we can enjoy, post, share, and create content freely. We should all be worried.

This is fucking crazy!

On the brightside, we’d all be able finish our hw now!! -_- lol

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Thu, 10 Nov 2011 14:04:03 -0500

orijanelle: Ripped this off facebook, it brought me to...

Tue, 08 Nov 2011 23:58:29 -0500

orijanelle:

Ripped this off facebook, it brought me to tears.

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.”

julietq: He tried to beat the pussy up. Smh… LOL

Wed, 26 Oct 2011 22:16:27 -0400

julietq:

He tried to beat the pussy up. Smh…

LOL

sleepppovers <3

Sat, 22 Oct 2011 02:17:16 -0400

sleepppovers <3

projectcomepassion: moreorlessfilms: This battle-weary Marine...

Thu, 20 Oct 2011 14:44:54 -0400

projectcomepassion:

moreorlessfilms:

This battle-weary Marine veteran showed 30 New York cops how non-violent protest carries more weight than any tear-gas guns and riot shields those cops carry to suppress any peaceful movement.

You can’t change anything if you don’t do something about it.

This… is… powerful.

reminds me of Ryan lol

Hacccckked! I love you, you little sucka. <333Your girlfriend...

Sun, 09 Oct 2011 18:41:00 -0400

Hacccckked! I love you, you little sucka.

<333Your girlfriend who lives miles and miles away :)

IM IN LOVE WITH JANELLE MINGMING!

Sun, 25 Sep 2011 04:41:49 -0400