I have MOVED:
I have MOVED:
I CANT BREATHE
coughs i’m trying to do vanellope again
Portugal’s move to decriminalize does not mean people can carry around, use, and sell drugs free from police interference. That would be legalization. Rather, all drugs are “decriminalized,” meaning drug possession, distribution, and use is still illegal. While distribution and trafficking is still a criminal offense, possession and use is moved out of criminal courts and into a special court where each offender’s unique situation is judged by legal experts, psychologists, and social workers. Treatment and further action is decided in these courts, where addicts and drug use is treated as a public health service rather than referring it to the justice system (like the U.S.), reports Fox News.
The resulting effect: a drastic reduction in addicts, with Portuguese officials and reports highlighting that this number, at 100,000 before the new policy was enacted, has been halved in the following ten years. Portugal’s drug usage rates are now among the lowest of EU member states, according to the same report.
One more outcome: a lot less sick people. Drug related diseases including STDs and overdoses have been reduced even more than usage rates, which experts believe is the result of the government offering treatment with no threat of legal ramifications to addicts.
Dear tampon and pad companies:
Please make your items quieter to open.
The whole restaurant/household/bathroom now knows I am on my period, thank you.
I just thought my flat-mates were eating crisps in the toilet.
that is the single most british sentence i have ever read
so i found this video, idk who the cosplayers are but i just needed to make a gif of this
if someone knows who they are tell me so i can credit them~
over 1000 fucking notes
all cause of dad throwing cake at mindfang
one time my parents were gone for the weekend
so i took everything in the house and moved it five inches to the left.
it was subtle enough that it wasn’t obvious but they felt like something was off when they got back
and they kept bumping into the corners of tables and couches
i am a cruel man
ITS A FACE MASH UP OF TOM HIDDLESTON AND CHRIS HEMSWORTH
I’m a little bit dead right now. I just cried for a few minutes.
I WILL ALWAYS REBLOG THIS SEXY PEICE OF ART!
i think this is literally the most perfect face ever
i want one of these
when can i have one
I have seen the face of God, I must forever reblog.
this is why men should be able to procreate together.
What happens when a tree branch falls onto a powerline?
Answer: Dramatic Annihilation
Only 17 seconds long - stick to the end.
Submitted by: nonniebyrd
THAT IS BEAUTIFUL.
Did that shit…just explode rainbows?!
idk why but I burst out laughing every time I see this video
gapes at screen with open mouth
“No,” the wire whispered. “You can’t—you’ll burn—”
The branch smiled sadly, looking up at the tree that had protected her for so many years. But, the branch needed to know for herself the heat and passion of the wires. “I would rather burn a hundred times over,” she said softly, “than live an eternity away from you.”
“But, I’m right here! You can see me every day!” The wire pleaded desperately. “You don’t have to do this!”
“Actually, I do,” the branch replied. “I’m falling and it’s only a matter of time. Please…tell me you’ll catch me. Even if I’ll burn, tell me you’ll catch me.”
The wire was silent before swaying in affirmation, gazing up at the branch that had always been so far above him. Always out of reach, always kept away, protected jealously by the tree.
The wind was picking up, and with each blow, the branch swung ever closer to the wires until finally, she was ripped from the tree and fell down into the waiting arms of her beloved.
“Hello,” she whispered, feeling that dreadful heat creeping up from her base. It wouldn’t be long now. The sparks were already starting and she was starting to glow. The wire tried to prevent the inevitable, desperately trying to contain the power he knew would lead to her violent destruction, but all he could do was watch her burn as they swayed in the wind.
It was over within a few seconds. There was a sudden burst of colorful flames and everything was still. Even the wind had died down, leaving the remnants of the branch…his branch…sprawled across him, nothing more than a charred memory.
You know Shweta’s going to great lengths not to do her paper when she writes a tragic OTP for a telephone wire and a tree branch.
I’m going to now creep out as discreetly as possible and try to write my paper. Or something.
oh god someone wrote a fic for this i am dead