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Remember when Nickelodeon had attempted suicide?
Remember when Nickelodeon had actual suicide?
Remmeber when they had Mpreg
remember when they had a gay couple
Nickelodeon:Pushing the boundaries since 1977
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Y’all thought I was kidding?
Tebow on my wayward Slond.
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This isn’t some tan girl covered in makeup with perfectly straight hair and a perfect smile. This is a girl with Pfeiffer Syndrome, who has had bangs her whole life to hide her forehead and struggles everyday to be okay with looking this way. She’s had several surgeries and will have a couple more. she can’t wear makeup much, her eyes are sensitive. Her jaw is misaligned. Her forehead is too thick and has to be shaven down. Her cheekdowns have to be moved forward by surgery. when she was four she had something called a ‘halo’ which was a metal circle screwed into her skull and jaw.
though she fought through it medically, she struggles everyday with the emotional sideeffects. she doesn’t look like her family or her friends. she may never look normal. she has depression and eating issues because of what she has had to accept about herself. she has done awful things to be pretty.
nobody ever sees her without makeup or without bangs.
until now.
She, is me.
and if I make your blog ugly, than don’t reblog this. but if you can be one of the few people in my life who I know are fully comfortable with it, than reblog this so people know.
you are beautiful. even if you don’t realize it, you are. everyone is,
I’m seriously crying so hard right now.
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You are beautiful. I am so sorry people can’t see that, but you are. I see nothing bad about this picture. You are truly gorgeous.
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Reblog this if you’re a proud, independent Bloodmouth who loves feasting on the meat of living creatures ʘ‿ʘ
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Lesbian Gymnast Marriage
So yeah, when I was like twelve or some shit, I went to this Valentines day party at my Gymnastics center. It was a good five hour party themed for VDay, including little ‘marriage’ ceremonies, where you’d be married until the end of the party at midnight.
So naturally, I got purposed too. By a girl.
So, we went to go get our marriage, and they guy didn’t even say anything. He just married us right there in front of all the other guy/girl couples.
We walked around for the rest of the night calling each other gushy nicknames and acting super sassy around every one else.
Some dude came up later, and asked why I ‘married’ another girl. Like, not even in an angry way, just honestly curious. I said I liked girls better (facepalm facepalm facepalm). He nodded and ran off with his wife.
(Not) Surprisingly, I actually am bi, and I can’t keep from fucking laughing at this. So, technically, I should be celebrating the anniversary of my first marriage and first divorce Valentines day.
Like seriously, what the fuck?
