PLEASE NEVER GIVE YOUR ANIMALS HARTZ PRODUCTS! IT HAS CAUSED NUMEROUS DEATHS IN CATS, and DOGS, it HAS CAUSED BURNS, and SEIZURES, THE VETERINARIAN SAYS IT IS PURE POISON. EVEN THE ANIMAL TREATS! PLEASE PLEASE REBLOG THIS!! YOU MAY SAVE A LIFE!
i just looked this up you guys and its legit, so yeah, dont buy tthis stuff!
I have known this but signal boost for all that don’t!
SIGNAL BOOST. I spoke to my vet about this. IT WILL KILL YOUR DOGS AND CATS.
I don’t usually reblog these things but oh my god signal boost this is terrible. :(
If this happened to my dog I would fucking set the factory on fire
signal boost and fuck yes ill tell my parents about this, no way in hell my 3 feline friends aren’t going to have this ‘medicine’.))
It’s our anniversary so I believe it calls for another heart-warming blog. This hamster above basically represents me and the life I have now. With all of the things I need to get done lately, it feels like the world is taller than I am. And I am pretty tall already lol Thank you for always supporting me, you are the apple to me in this picture. A sweet, nice, reminder that it’s okay to take a break once and awhile, to just breathe and continue working later. As long as the work gets done, everything will be okay.
I love that you have found something new that you can genuinely love doing. It makes me happy to see you come up with something new and ready to show off to me. It’s just oh so precious the things you come up with :] I love you more and more with each passing day.
You’ll always be my muse, the one to spark the most inspiration for me to try new things. Whether it be in cooking or drawing, most of everything I’ve tried is solely because of you. My inspiration will always be you, my sweet little bunny.
I Love You, I will never be able to say it enough, but I hope that with each time I say it we will be that much closer and ready to start our lives together in happiness. Happy 5 Years and 4 Months Baby <3
So let me tell you about the shittiest parent on the motherfucking planet.
I work at a grocery store and this man comes in with his 11 year old son. He buys a pack a cigarettes and a two cases of beer. The son was holding a two dollar drawing pad and placed it on the belt and I guess the dad didn’t notice it at first but when I was about to scan the pad he asked where’d it have come from and turned towards the kid and asked “Did you put that shit up there?”. He told me to put it back and then told his 11 year old child that he “ain’t paying for that gay ass notebook.”. So I looked at the kid, who was close to tears and saying how he ran out of paper at home and my heart broke. So I gave the pad to him, for free, and told the dad I would take care of it. I gave the kid some tokens for a game outside and said I would look forward to buying some of his drawings and paintings when he’s all famous. He kids face was so priceless and I thought everything was good. But then, about 10 ten minutes after giving the kid his notebook, I walked outside and saw this. The drawing pad all ripped up and tossed on the pavement. I could only imagine what happened in the parking lot, but I know that that poor kid heart is fucking ripped apart, just like this pad.
I’m fucking horrified that there are parents like this, who, just because it’s not masculine or gender specificthey won’t let their children follow their true passions or explore interests that lead to their happiness. Even more so, I’m horrified that parents don’t care about the fine arts anymore because it doesn’t have job security. Since when did it ever matter to a child if their passion makes them money or not? Parenting is about supporting whatever makes your child happy. Have some fucking consideration for your child’s wants not your homophobic and anti-art ideals.
It is always the question
Without regard to the why
We question the who
Who is the what will happen
Who is the where it will be
Who is the when we will see
Who is the why we are
I’ve questioned the who
I’ve asked the who
I’ve often wonder why the who
But let’s say the answers were obvious
Let’s just say the questions never existed
And we just say that it just is
So then what is it?
The clock slowly dwindles
The seconds ever so slipping
Time rushing to reach the end
To yell out all the words
To scream all emotion
To beat out every singly reason
It doesn’t have to make sense
It doesn’t even have to meet reason
Just let it be defined
Who is Who