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Kitten gestational development

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This elephant was caught on camera tidying up trash:

via @getfactual

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Happiness Will Come To You.

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I don’t know music, so I don’t understand what I’m looking at (though I do like it), but I just showed this to my husband, and his jaw hit the floor.

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the father, the son, and the holy spirit

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please don’t skip this post

So I have a friend

Her name is Ellie

She’s sweet and kind

She’s caring and emotional

She’s beautiful

And she hates herself

She hates herself so much that she has tried to kill herself

She has lost her will to live and she is losing against her depression, her anxiety, her ed.

She doesn’t believe me when I tell her that she deserves love and affection

She doesn’t believe that people care

But people care

She doesn’t believe me

But perhaps she’ll believe you

Please reblog, it will only take a second.

Reblog nomatter what your blog is

Reblog so that her dashboard of people she follows is full of this post

Reblog so that wherever she goes on Tumblr she sees love

Reblog and add tags

Whatever you do, don’t skip this post

Reblog nomatter what

Ellie

If you read this

We love you

I love you

Stay alive

Fight

You’re not alone

Elena Hangson

You are worth the world

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You’re a regular office worker born with the ability to “see” how dangerous a person is with a number scale of 1-10 above their heads. A toddler would be a 1, while a skilled soldier with a firearm may score a 7. Today, you notice the reserved new guy at the office measures a 10.

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People need to realize that there’s a difference between straight people and Straight People™

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ron was going to be spiders. he just was.

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(via Itsssdanielle)

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Neville Longbottom x Reader - I Love You...

I love you… his mind says…

The moment that you walk into his train compartment, hair wild and eyes wide and nervous but a gentle smile on your mouth as you ask for permission to sit.

He barely notices Trevor slipping from the open door.

I love you… his eyes say….

As he watches you across the common room, laughter bubbling up from your lips, your head tilted back. You catch his eyes and smile, a small wave of your hand asking him to come over and join Ginny and Lavender.

He delines with a shake of his head, gaze snapping back to the potions essay he knows he’s going to fail.

I love you… his heart says….

When you hop into the lake beside him, shoes and stockings on the shore of the lake so that they don’t get wet, your sleeves rolled up as you help him search for the gillyweed needed to assist Harry.

He can feel the stutter of his heart beat when you almost topple into the murky -water in your excitement of finding the plant.

I love you… his laugh says…

As you try another joke that fails terribly. He can’t stop the fond little noises from breaking past his crooked teeth when you scrunch up your nose at your own bad humor.

With Umbridge running the school he appreciates that you can still make him laugh.

I love you… his arms say…

As he tugs you back from the fray, keeping you away from the Death Eaters that have arrived only to be wrenched away by Bellatrix.

He saw you reach out for him but noted with a hint of relief that Hermione had managed to grab you back and away from more danger.

I love you… his lips say…

When he finally… finally pulls you against his chest, hands going to your hair, yours going to his shoulders. His lip split and his cheek is bruised from the beating the Carrows had given him.

It’s all too much and he needs you like he needs air and you, he finds, need him just as bad.

You tremble against each other, mouths soft but kisses deep when someone from the DA comes looking for him, breaking the two of you apart for more urgent matters.

I love you… his legs say…

As he races around the castle, throwing spells over his shoulder and breathing hard. He has to find you. It’s getting too dangerous not to have you by his side and he can’t stand the thought of you facing down the Death Eaters without him there.

I love you… his hands say…

When he catches your body as it falls back against him.

There’s a scream trapped in his throat as he tumbles to the ground with you in his arms. He’d turned away for one moment and you’d taken the spell for him…

His fingers traced your almost peaceful expression, as though in the last moments your body had breath you accepted your fate to save him.

Tears flow freely from his eyes as he cradles you to his chest, dry sobs shaking his chest as other hands rest on his shoulders, pulling him away from you.

I love you… I love you… I love you…

“I love you.”

It’s a whisper that you’ll never hear him say a loud.

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I am going to eat this entire candy cane.

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INFPs I’ve Met (by an INFJ)

What I noticed and observed about them: (3 Males & 2 Females)

They are the introverts with a lot of friends. 

Each of them have some sort of hidden talent that I don’t even know why they keep hidden in the first place. They are just so humble. (It’s annoying– I LOVE THEM). Their hidden talent most likely has something to do with the arts. 

They are writers. The ones I know write blog posts, poetry, witty Facebook statuses, music, and lyrics. Self-expression is definitely a necessity for them.

Two of the INFP males I know have this innocent aura that will make you want to be super nice to them and even take care of them and not bully them even if they look so easy to bully. They’re that pure.

The other INFP male I know looked very tense and jittery before I first talked to him. But once I got him to start talking, he easily opened up. You just gotta reach out first.

Once you reach out to them, they will open up and you’ll discover that they are such cool people with strong opinions and beliefs. (pretty much closet ENFPs)

The two INFP females on the other hand were the ones who seemed loud at first–probably ‘cause they were with their friends–but ended up being really deep and humble people (I love it).

They are nice and civil to everyone. They don’t show it when they dislike someone (however, their close friends will know). They’re just that easygoing, which is why they have a lot of friends. (who are actually just mostly acquaintances to them–but they won’t tell them)

They have such good humor. Especially their sarcasm. AND THE TIMING OF THEIR JOKES IS PERFECT.

When they’re with their friends, you wouldn’t even think they’re introverts. They are so loud and lively with them (mostly the girl INFPs I’ve met are like this–the INFP males on the other hand are more obviously introverted). 

Everyone likes them. I’m serious, what’s not to like? They are such good-hearted and open-minded people (even if they have strong beliefs). Before you know it, you’re completely yourself when you’re around them. They just make you feel homey.

When they’re in a bad mood, they distance themselves. They just don’t want to be a burden, even to their friends. No matter how many times you insist to be there for them, they will shake their heads and handle their problems by themselves. After all, the fight is in their head.

When they present alone in front (in class), they can be the most awkward people ever. But they do have a lot of meaningful things to say. They just aren’t used to taking the stage.

Most of the ones I know suffer with anxiety. This is most likely due to the fact that they feel so deeply and tend to keep it inside–after all, Fi is their most dominant function. 

They are the nicest people ever (even if it’s not all that obvious), but if you hurt them on purpose–they will remember you for it. But they will forgive (on the outside).

They are the life of the party even if they aren’t loud. I don’t know, like when they aren’t present in their group of friends–there is obviously something missing. 

They are good with one-on-one conversations. It’s amazing how even though they aren’t good with big crowds, they have this ability to talk to a stranger for a second and make them feel comfortable (if they want to, that is). 

They are not boring– at all. It’s an Ne thing–their second dominant function–that makes them so talkative and animated. If they aren’t talking about something, they’re either making weird sounds to make others laugh or saying funny movie lines aloud (similar to INTPs). 

They are smart. They have their own way of understanding things and they are not clueless–I swear, they know a little about everything. Just give them a topic, and they will have an opinion about it.

They have trouble saying no. I swear, the last thing they want to do is hurt someone. (Unless it’s for justice)  

Music is extremely important to them. The INFPs I know either dance, play guitar, sing, or well–just need their earphones with them everyday to block out the world when they feel like it. 

The vibes they give off, equal to their current mood. They are infectious.

Well, what do you guys think? :)  Agree or disagree?

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When you are the cause of all the problems, you’d just feel like running away, wouldn’t you?

Friendship. I am the one who is so poor in keeping in touch. I don’t ask my friends out. When they invite me to events, I make excuses. But when they don’t invite me, I get angry.

Relationship. I start the arguments. I am impatient and needy. I have lost my mind and I am no longer being rational.

If there is anyone to blame for all these problems, it should only be me.

I am the toxic. I am the monster. I am ruining my own life.

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i am toxic and i hurt everyone i love

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Different Types of Ravenclaws

The Know it All: most common phrase is "actually" followed by them correcting you on some matter.

The Overachiever: involved in every club ever, picks up a new hobby every week after mastering it in that time

The Book Worm: constantly hidden behind a book. Always the person to go to for Recs or if you need to borrow a book for class and it's already been checked out, they have their own copy to lend you.

The Aesthetic: Style totally unique to them, has everyone figured out, doesn't give a shit what people think

The "Philospher": stoned most of the time, but also has a new theory about the world every other day

The Wall Flower: always watching and observing other people, the most intuitive. Hates attention.

The Coffee Addict: always in the library working on homework with 6+ empty coffee cups around them, always looks stressed. Must remind them to hydrate.

The Bro: super street smart, knows all the new lingo, super social, can have a conversation with anyone about anything

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