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CALLING ALL WHOVIANS.
This is how I spend my time.
Yes I know there might be mistakes but what the hell :D
This.
Is Awesome.
just
(via sydneyhasablog)
do you ever just feel like you’re annoying someone with your friendship
(via theonecalledwhatsername)
(Source: omalleygeorge, via theonecalledwhatsername)
EVERYONE PLEASE i’M BEGGING YOU TO STOP AND READ THIS:
MY MOM RECENTLY TOLD ME THAT SHES NOT ALLOWING ME TO CHEER THIS YEAR BECAUSE SHE DOES NOT WANT TO PAY FOR IT. I PROMISE YOU I HAVE TRIED EVERYTHING. IM TOO YOUNG TO GET A JOB PAYING FOR IT. AFTER A WHOLE LOT MORE BEGGING I EXPLAINED TO HER TUMBLR AND HOW NOTES WORK. SHE AGREED THAT IF THIS POST GETS 10,000 NOTES SHE WILL PAY FOR MY SEASON.
Cheerleading is my passion. My absolute passion. I would do anything to cheer this season. Its not just something that I do for shits and giggles. At my last competition of the 2011-2012 season, my mom told me it might be my last time competing. I specifically remember looking into the crowd after I saw our last stunt in the pyrmid hit perfectly, and telling myself to enjoy that moment. In the dance I was crying so hard because I loved that team so much, and I can’t believe it might be over. PLEASE REBLOG THIS. PLEASE. IT WOULD MEAN THE WORLD TO ME. <3333333333
Youu gott thiiiss, get it girllHalfway there!
ALL CHEERLEADERS MUST REBLOG THIS POST AS IT COMES ON YOUR DASH. IT IS LAW.
(Source: cheer-bowsss, via hairwhips-and-flips)
(via whats-thetea)
Without you, the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows.
Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play.
The stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly, without you.
The earth turns, the sun burns, but I die, without you.
Without you, the breeze warms, the girl smiles, the cloud moves.
Without you, the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash.
The crowds roar, the days soar, the babies cry, without you.
The moon glows, the river flows, but I die, without you.
(Source: jennsnails, via theonecalledwhatsername)