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So i'm falloutboyslepthere, my mom found my other blog and complains that I post naked girls and demanded I stop. So here's where i'll post stuff I love and such.
April 19th 12 · 0 notes

my boyfriend comes over and whispers Marilyn Manson lyrics in my ear….is he begging for my love or….?
dancingjustinbiebers: iconicb0yz: OH MY GOD. MY CHILDHOOD IS RUINED OH MY GOD… WHY TOY STORY?!
hamiltonhoe: Saddest thing ever.  I just bawled my eyes out……
mysnowwhitequeen: brendonuriesslut: This is Jack Kevorkian, more commonly known as ‘Dr Death.’ With him in this picture is his suicide machine, which he created in 1956. He performed the act of euthanasia all over Michigan, for people who were too terminally ill to have a good quality of life. He was arreseted twice and protested against. Nevertheless, he carried on doing what he was doing. He helped over 40 people die. Painless, fast and at no cost. He would do all he could to convince his patients to back out and go home. But none of them did. They all wanted to die. They all knew that they would be better off dead if their life was going to be so poor and difficult. He helped people with alzheimers, multiple sclerosis, tumors, lugarics disease and more. Tapes have shown that these people cannot bare to live any longer. Every single one of them wanted to leave all their friends, relatives and belongings behind and go to a better, happier place. Heaven. What he was doing was right. He was helping all these people do what they wanted to do. Be free of all the pain. When you first think about euthansia you just think ‘murder.’ But no. This is different. People have compared him to Dr Harold Shipman. How can you do that? Harold Shipman killed many people who never wanted to die. Jack Kevorkian killed many people who did. It didn’t cause them any pain. It didn’t cost their family any money. It didn’t take a long time. They were wired up to the machine and on their own, they would flick the switch to pass carbon monoxide through their veins. Within 30 seconds they were gone. Dead. I cried at the tapes of the people before they died, and their families. It’s so upsetting but I don’t think it’s wrong. 
obsessedisanunderstatement: Every time it happened I was like “oh, here we go again.”