Neverland is home to lost boys like me.

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[momma-rose]

here’s a fun reminder

bees do not suffer from humans harvesting their honey, as they produce it to a level of excess that they cannot hope to use.

not only that, but without people deliberately breeding them for honey, they would have died out by now.

this especially goes towards you vegans who don’t eat honey thinking it’s animal abuse. don’t go out and buy agave nectar, which is so frequently made using inhuman labour policies. use honey, the best way to save bees.

[exqueensofbael-blog]

The overharvesting of agave is actually harming the animals that naturally feed off the plants such as certain types of bat. Protesting honey is killing bees and harming the livelihood of beekeepers, aka people who chose their job, not who were forced into it.

[ghostdives]

what we mad about tonight

[d4c]

people are STILL coughing into their hands

[pactofthearchfey]

SO APPARENTLY RAP STANDS FOR “RHYTHM AND POETRY”

[lilacsnpeonies]

[shortvideosandstuff]

[the-absolute-best-posts]

How ‘bout a little dog?

[officialdankestmemes]

Lyrics: “Cocaine ruin your brain (ay), please don’t do cocaine (ay), cocaine ruin ruin your brain (what), please don’t do cocaine (ay)”

[the-pigeon-king]

This sounds like a man on cocaine

[ardnale]

Fammmm

[deadblogstopfollowingthis]

The one dude headbanging in support has me in tears

[thelonelyplayboy]

[staraptor]

im still pissed off that birds get to spend their days flying about and cats get to sleep for 16 hours a day and im stuck dealing with capitalism and expectations

[cockhunt]

can they like release new vegetables 

[retropicool]

[acutelesbian]

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

[fat-thin-skinny]

this fucks me up every single time

[acutelesbian]

I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds I’ve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.

After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, “is love a feeling? Or is it a choice?” We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, we’d never have a lasting relationship of any sort.

She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.

Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the “feeling of love” had vanished or faded and they weren’t happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.

The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.

The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.

Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. I’ve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. I’ve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.

I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.

[approvers]

[lesbianacolombiana-deactivated2]

[ink-pedia]

tattooistyammy

[cartooncoyote]

A sword that screams whenever you swing it, and the volume is directly tied with how fast its swung

[goobus-deactivated20171001]

Finally, a good post

[thecheesyllama]

Great for: vikings

Not great for: ninjas

[vansfriend]

[bepsboobs]

[micdotcom]

Brain scans reveal what dogs really think of us

 Thanks to recent developments in brain imaging technology, we’re starting to get a better picture of the happenings inside the canine cranium.

That’s right — scientists are actually studying the brains of dogs. And what the studies show is welcome news for all dog owners: Not only do dogs seem to love us back, they actually see us as their family. It turns out that dogs rely on humans more than they do their own kind for affection, protection and everything in between.

What dogs are physically wired to notice about humans  | Follow micdotcom

[wowthing]

i am really on the verge of tears because i love dogs so much oh my god