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ACK! i’m so excited! first ever giveaway! :) thanks so much for 500 followers, and i hope this shows my gratitude!

what you could win:
  • any pair of mickey ears you want. ANY PAIR. this includes Glow with the Show ears and any of the headbands! you also have the choice to get your name embroidered on the back of the hat in whatever colour you want!
  • your choice of two pins from my personal collection! 
  • my love forever <3 (and a gifset/photoset if you want it!)
how to enter:
  • reblog this post! 
  • likes do not count (although they don’t hurt), and you are not allowed to reblog this post more than five times. i will be checking!
  • no giveaway blogs please!
  • you MUST be following me - this is a giveaway for my followers! 

this contest will run from today (May 2nd) to 11:59 EST June 2nd! i will be using a random number generator to pick the winner.

once i’ve contacted the winner, they will have exactly 24 hours to respond. if they don’t, i will pick another winner!

if you have any questions, feel free to ask them at any time :)

good luck, have fun, and thank you for following me and being awesome in general!


I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. “It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.” I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.” His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.” A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Reblog this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart










there are tears running down my face.. like no joke. you have no heart if you just scroll past.

i’m just sobbing

crying so hard



I… I don’t know anything to say… My heart has stopped…

MY FEELS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I’m not crying… no n o no…. it’s just dust in my eyes…

Lets make this girl the most reblogged picture on tumblr




if this isn’t on your blog i think i’m going to have a problem with you.

I don’t think most of you know, but this girl has, or had, a tumblr. She was getting anon hate of being accused that she didn’t have cancer because she had hair in her photo. Thus, getting her to make this gif. See that fake smile? Can you see how firmly she’s holding everything in? Wow, I know.

I don’t care what blog type you have. Reblog this.

Omg…. Everyone reblog

(Source: inthemidstofmonsters)

Now I love all things Disney but I am curious as to why Kida never really gets mentioned as a Princess, also on top of that I can never find any fan stuff of Kida, or am I looking in the wrong places…either that or I am blind as a bat :D

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