Bunny bitea you. Bunny bitea you. Bunny bitea you. My Brutal Bunny Attacks
OW! OW! OW! IM BRUTALLY ATTACKEDSTYLES
Bunny geta you

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Bunny bitea you. Bunny bitea you. Bunny bitea you. My Brutal Bunny Attacks
OW! OW! OW! IM BRUTALLY ATTACKEDSTYLES
Bunny geta you
Is it true you are the one causing climate change?
Yeah. But it’s fine because I’m bored.
Stop calling me taylor swift
Me, tears streaming down my face, sobbing, as I stare at the stars: it’s just so beautiful
The medieval peasant I went back in time to give a bag of Doritos to, concerned: what terrible and powerful sorcerers they must have in your age, to be able to veil the vault of heaven itself from view, as you say
Me, sniffling: I didn’t realize, I can’t, it’s so much, I, I… are the chips good, at least?
Medieval peasant, trying to make me feel better: they’re… magical, strange traveler
Yoko Kanno & Arnór Dan | Von from Zankyou No Terror
Vetur, sumar, saman renna Þar sem gróir, þar er von Allt sem græðir geymir von Úr klakaböndum kemur hún fram Af köldum himni fikrar sig fram Þegar allt sýnist stillt, allt er kyrrt, allt er hljótt, kviknar von Meðan allt sækir fram, streymir fram Verður til, Þá er von Hún bræðir allt sem er, allt sem er og var og verður Uns leggst í djúpan dvala, í draumum fjallasala Í eilíflegum hring
Winter, summer, converging Where things grow, there is hope All that heals hides hope Out of bonds of ice, she appears Out of a frosty sky, she slowly moves forward When all seems still, all is calm, all is silent, hope ignites While everything seeks forward, flows forward Comes into being, then there is hope She warms all there is, all there is and was, and will be Until she lays in a deep sleep, in dreaming mountain halls In an eternal circle
stunning questionnaire
we fucked up
everyone posting their 'blue sky' as if there isn't a veil of darkness hanging over the world
I’ve had tumblr for 4 years but some of you bitches have had it for a decade. It’s time to seek penance
wait I’m curious now . Reblog this with how long u’ve been on tumblr for. Dating back to ur oldest blog ever !!!
just gonna pop that back on there
whatever I'm out of here.
Layers
Black Ice and White Knuckles: Braving the Elements on Iceland’s Ring Road - Jeff Östberg , 2022.
Swedish , b. 1988 -
Illustration
death on a pale horse, adorned with flowers