This Won’t Make Your Blog Look Ugly. How Could You Not Reblog This? REBLOGGING THIS COULD SAVE A LIFE!!!

PLEASE READ. WILL NOT HURT TO AND FORWARD. Kids are putting Drano, tin foil, and a little water in plastic drink bottles and capping it up - leaving it on lawns, in mail boxes, in gardens, on driveways etc. just waiting for you to pick it up intending to put it in the rubbish, but you’ll never make it!!!

If the bottle is picked up, and the bottle is shaken even just a little - in about 30 seconds or less it builds up enough gas which then explodes with enough force to remove some your extremities. The liquid that comes out is boiling hot as well. Don’t pick up any plastic bottles that may be lying in your yards or in the gutter, etc. Pay attention to this. A plastic bottle with a cap. A little Drano. A little water. A small piece of foil. Disturb it by moving it; and BOOM!! No fingers left and other serious effects to your face, eyes, etc. Please ensure that everyone that may not have email access are also informed of this. 

Snopes confirms.

this is what we need.

YOU DIDNT TELL ME??? #idk who to trust #dhmu 💔

why do i feel like u have dark hair!

yes i do ✨ but i'm planning on bleaching it soon 💔

Why the fuck doesn't this fandom talk about Beverly literally rocking her shitty abusive husband's shit when he didn't want to let her go? Like y'all that was fucking awesome and no one talks about it, she beat him with a belt and threw a dresser on him like a savage

shes here again fuck me

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

a love untouched 

anyway u better reblog this cowards

shut up shut up shuT UP

eddie is so full of love and gentle and caring and wants to help everyone as best he can. he loves his friends so much and wants to protect them at all costs. but he also gets angry sometimes. he gets angry at henry bowers pulling a knife and cutting open ben hanscom, a friend he’s only had for a few minutes but would already do anything for. he gets angry at greta bowie for calling beverly horrible things he wishes he could wipe from the world forever. he gets angry at his mother, at her telling him he’s weak and sickly and oh eddiebear, stay away from those dirty boys, those dirty boys will get you sick. he gets angry at the injustices of the world, at the hate and filth trapped in the darkest cracks of derry and reaching out to grab at them when they make the mistake of getting too comfortable. he gets so angry sometimes, and he wishes he could scream and cry and scrub the hate away. he wishes that with all the frustration stored in his small body he could create a bubble around his friends to keep the violence and words and anger away from them, to protect the ones he loves. he wishes that one day he could trust that he is brave enough to stand up to all of them, the henry bowers and greta bowies and his mothers of the world, to show them that they’re wrong and cruel and hateful, to fight back against them.

eddie is so full of love. he is a lover. but he is also a fighter.