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My mom def does this ALL THE TIME!

My mom def does this ALL THE TIME!

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sexylollipops:

ureyes2me:

Ugly The Cat

togainunochi:
Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.
Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.
Submitted by foreverkanade

idc if I already reblogged this, I’ll do it again ;-;

 Aww that made me cry. It reminded me about my kitty and doggie only dog did’nt do it on purpose.

sexylollipops:

ureyes2me:

Ugly The Cat

togainunochi:

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.
Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.
To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.
Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”
All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.
Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.
One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.
Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.
Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.
At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.
Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.


Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.

Submitted by foreverkanade

idc if I already reblogged this, I’ll do it again ;-;

 Aww that made me cry. It reminded me about my kitty and doggie only dog did’nt do it on purpose.

Source: togainunochi

Tagged: animal crueltyanimal rights

allcreatures:

The elusive Highland Tiger, or Scottish Wildcat, is captured on camera in Cairngorms National Park, Scotland. Nature photographer Peter Cairns, from Kingussie, has been documenting the decline of the Highland Tiger and he predicts that unless more people are made aware of this national icon, its future is decidedly uncertain. “I think part of the problem is the fact that not many people realise the animal exists; its very rare and elusive,” explained Peter, 48. “It’s hard for people to relate and care for something that they dont know exists.”
Picture: Peter Cairns / Barcroft Media (via Pictures of the day: 25 August 2011 - Telegraph)

 That looks like one of my kitties

allcreatures:

The elusive Highland Tiger, or Scottish Wildcat, is captured on camera in Cairngorms National Park, Scotland. Nature photographer Peter Cairns, from Kingussie, has been documenting the decline of the Highland Tiger and he predicts that unless more people are made aware of this national icon, its future is decidedly uncertain. “I think part of the problem is the fact that not many people realise the animal exists; its very rare and elusive,” explained Peter, 48. “It’s hard for people to relate and care for something that they dont know exists.”

Picture: Peter Cairns / Barcroft Media (via Pictures of the day: 25 August 2011 - Telegraph)

 That looks like one of my kitties

Tagged: animals

Source: telegraph.co.uk

ashoorina:

Slut : EMINEM, YOU’RE A DUMBASS. I HATE YOU!
Eminem: You hate me? I’ll tell you a story … I repeated the ninth grade three times, no I’m not dumb, I prefer the rap, I followed my dream. Going to school was hell, I was beaten every day by a kid named D’Angelo Baily. In 8th grade, I got beaten so much I had brain hemorrhage, I was in a coma for 10 days. In 1991 my best friend died, Ronnie, he had committed suicide with a gunshot to the head, I was very devastated. In 1990, I was shot of a gang in my neighborhood. Dude .. I’m tired of people who judge me without knowing my history. My mother was drugged, my best friend died, I never knew my father. You think i’m a bitch? You don’t even know where I am, people call me insane cause I have created a character named “Slim Shady” .. I know I’ve used drugs and everything, but that has passed, and I’m here alive, singing and pleasing to everyone. I do not blame you for my childhood, I blame you for criticizing me without knowing me. I could hate the whole world, but no, I don’t barely talk to my mother, I don’t know my father, but I have a beautiful daughter, and I only want the best for her. Dude .. I do not make the poor guy for everything that I lived, I just want you stop and think before you judge someone, my life was not the best. This is only a part of my story.
Just goes to show you can’t jusge people.

ashoorina:

Slut : EMINEM, YOU’RE A DUMBASS. I HATE YOU!

Eminem: You hate me? I’ll tell you a story … I repeated the ninth grade three times, no I’m not dumb, I prefer the rap, I followed my dream. Going to school was hell, I was beaten every day by a kid named D’Angelo Baily. In 8th grade, I got beaten so much I had brain hemorrhage, I was in a coma for 10 days. In 1991 my best friend died, Ronnie, he had committed suicide with a gunshot to the head, I was very devastated. In 1990, I was shot of a gang in my neighborhood. Dude .. I’m tired of people who judge me without knowing my history. My mother was drugged, my best friend died, I never knew my father. You think i’m a bitch? You don’t even know where I am, people call me insane cause I have created a character named “Slim Shady” .. I know I’ve used drugs and everything, but that has passed, and I’m here alive, singing and pleasing to everyone. I do not blame you for my childhood, I blame you for criticizing me without knowing me. I could hate the whole world, but no, I don’t barely talk to my mother, I don’t know my father, but I have a beautiful daughter, and I only want the best for her. Dude .. I do not make the poor guy for everything that I lived, I just want you stop and think before you judge someone, my life was not the best. This is only a part of my story.


Just goes to show you can’t jusge people.

Source: slimhomiehouse

I want a dog so badddd

I want a dog so badddd

Tagged: Alaskan Malamute

Source: surferdude182

theanimalblog:

Dog portrait 3 (by Tambako the Jaguar)
This dog is amazingly beautiful!

theanimalblog:

Dog portrait 3 (by Tambako the Jaguar)

This dog is amazingly beautiful!

Source: Flickr / tambako

I want him!

I want him!

Tagged: jaguar

Source: fashionfever

I am serious about the post a complaint blog of epic porportions right now!

alkjahalnvidaurhtaoiu. I hate my job it is awful, no matter what I do they always want me to do more. I am seriously going to come in here one day and do nothing just sleep. $7.50 is not enough to listen to the a holes complain all day. They need to hurry up and post this damn job it has been 6 months since ol girl left this job and now I know why she left. Well she had to take care of her parents but damn it man seriously. How is it that I take more that 6 months to post a damn job? F work orders there is way to much work involved in this shit not only do I have to do my job I have to do someone else’s job. I need  a new job. I actually make more money babysitting (TAX FREE by the way) then I do working in this hell hole and I do more enjoyable work there.

Damn it man I seriously want to punch someone in the jaw and kick em in the naughty parts. I would love to tell these people to shove it and just walk out, but I am a grown up and I have bills to pay and college to get through. I need to hurry up and finish school so I can get the hell out of here and get serioius work done!

Also I really want a dog man. It has seriously been 2 months since we had to put my dog down and I want a new one. But Noooooo my mom wants to be an a hole and make me continouly unhappy. All I want is a dog its not like a am asking for a fucking elephant! That would be awesome though. My mom is another thing that a hole acts like I don’t do anything. I work all day then I come home and cook that heffier dinner then clean up that dinner then I occasionly clean the whole damn house. Not to mention that I pay my own bills and keep up with my own shit. And when school starts back I will be working, going to school, volunteering, cooking, cleaning and all that other shit. Imma be forced to smack a ho. Im about to just go get a dog and be like look what I got, it’s staying. Seriously who tell someone they can’t have the one thing that is going to make them happy.

ldnfgaoehglkdajfngaehtaoghouaehtr I want a dog and a new job and to be out of college and bijillion dollars( you know just for fun).

Now I have to come back to work tomorrow and do this shit all over again, you know what I say fuck this place I want a day off. And if you read this whole thing thats dedication. And you probably feel like you wasted your time.

Tattoo

So the guy I wanted to do my tattoo is dead, this is very sad to me especially since this tattoo means alot to me and I really wanted him to do it. He drew out my faters tattoo from a picture and free handed it onto my brothers arm. There are pieces of the tattoo that I wanted to be fused into mine. Now I don’t know where to get my tattoo. It must be perfect damn it!