People being treated differently just because of where they live. 

Let not people like Kony achieve that. 

Stop injustice. Stop at nothing to get Kony. Spread the news: Reblog this. 

tartle:

narla:

kimpoyfeliciano:

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.”

LET’S START HERE ON TUMBLR.

wow this is like wow.

no words tbh

fuck me this is amazing. 

please watch this.

justadmityouloveme:

THANK YOU TUMBLR!

SINCE WHEN

OMG WHAT……

My wish that someone will love me is all in this very one melody.

My life is always fast-paced, I feel like I’m always deprived of a golden opportunity to stop right there in my footsteps, to sit down and think my life through and ask myself, ” Is this really what you have been living for? Is this the life you picture yourself living for the next 10 years down the road?”, so I’m saying this now before my computer screen. Even if it is an alluding way of hinting to myself that i should stop right there in my track and ask myself, I regret telling you that I dare not let my heart decide for me. From the very day that every high school kid received their results, made a decision for themselves for the next several years, I haven’t exactly got an affirmative answer, or you can say, realised my passion. Thus, I’m still here, undecided, hoping one day that my answer will fall from the sky like manna from heaven, and by then, hopefully than, God will nourish the desert I am now. Dry and sparse of life.

My life. MY LIFE. I feel that it’s always constantly manipulated by how people look at me and what they have to say.
Optimists say that if you do not know and acknowledge happiness in any point of your life, you do not know the meaning of life at all.
Perssimists say that life is a right not an obligation.

I know, yadda yadda, you wanna tell me right in my 25 cents face that why am I such a simpleton that i have to be be bothered by stupid comments made by people who don’t even know me. Let me tell you, I have expectations of myself, I listen, I become a one too sensitive listener that I become wary of the person I am. From the day i got my results, I have hated myself for not being able to ace and acheive as well as my other peers. I suck. I have low self esteem that I wanna cry right now as i type. I feel like my life has being trampled on eversince. Okay and Junior College has been a bitch to me. I went in to one and I haven’t realised what I was doing. Not until one day someone asked me, “  Hey charmaine, poly is awesome! Why are you there working your tail off?”

I thank that someone from the very bottom of my heart. I have the answer to your question. Listen up. I have no intention to kick your butt right now,  but if you think that polytechnic life is as wonderful as you have pictured it till it’s the same plane as paradise, you are completely WRONG. In fact, you are on your own there and no teacher is going to chase after you for your work as they would rather, arguebly, be too easily more than glad to fail you anytime you hand in an assignment late. There is no space for errors and mistakes. Even if there is, I bet you wouldn’t know how to utilise it at all given your incredulously cretinous thinking, beef-brain. I have a friend who always say that, everyone makes mistakes but it’s just whether you take the effort to find out what’s cropping up and change it or never at all. Sad to say, you seem like ther latter case of some hopeless dunce. You deserve my thanks because people like you are like eye-openers with your fat head questions, they give me a direction in life. I am going to stirve hard in my Junior College now and absorb all the skills i’ve learnt there and give myself the green light to pursue what I’ve always dreamt of in the polytechnic. To kick your ass. kidding, that would be dumb. To do what I’ve always wanted to do.

To my dear group who has been with me through thick and thin in the hectic final years of high school, Randomities. Cheers to you guys for adding color and spice to my plain life!

So I’ll start to pretend im ok
But you should know by now that
My life is smoke and mirrors,
The one thing is crystal clear
That i’m the one wishing i was someone else,
Anyone but me tonight