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I still need to know what dog this is
It is the Caucasian Shepherd Dog aka Russian Bear Dog. This picture below is just a PUPPY.
Holy shit.
I NEED THIS IN MY LIFE NOW
MOUSE
THE REAL LIFE CLIFFORD!
Level 1
Level 17
Level 35
I could literally ride this dog into battle.
and I would.
For anyone wondering, that last pic is another awesome breed called the Tibetan Mastiff :)
Fun fact: Tibetan Mastiffs were often “paired” with Tibetan Spaniels. The Tibetan Spaniel is a natural-born tattle tale and would run along monastery walls to keep an eye out for intruders. Upon spotting someone suspicious they would go get the big dog.
Snitch puppy n warrior dog!
i am literally the only person in my history class who has been turning in work consistently all year and i just got an email from my professor saying that if i’m not feeling up to it i dont have to bother writing the 18 page final paper he assigned i just have to not tell anybody god is real
For a while i thought you meant that you had to not tell people that god was real.
This is why punctuation was created
*sees an airplane at night* that’s a UFO
britney spears, jarl of whiterun
do u guys ever look back at a piece of half-done writing and think ‘this could be brilliant. this could be my mona lisa. my starry night. my idris elba’ but you have absolutely no drive to finish it despite an unfaltering desire to see it finished
my idris elba
ain’t nobody more extra than straight people
Marksandrec’s Super Dooper Popcorn Party #318
(They got ya there, bro. :p Dialogue from Moana.)
where do all these retailers get off calling pants that go up to the bellybutton “high-waisted”. no. fuck you. that’s called “mid-rise”. i want to wear a crop top and not have a single inch of belly showing. i want to be able to button my pants over my tits. are you listening? you’re not listening. i want my shirt to feel redundant. i want to feel like i’m being vored by my own pants. bad-end, six pages into the comic,
Texas finally came out of the closet. I’m so proud if her.
y’all means all :’)
What I say: “I’m touch-starved.”
What you think I mean: “I need a hug.”
What I truly mean: “I need someone to platonically lie across me with their full weight, crushing my body and providing deep pressure until my errant soul is reabsorbed into my flesh. Also, a hug would be nice.”
I’ve had to explain this to people who think it’s weird, but when I add, “You know… like cats…” they seem to understand.
i cant believe all the gays were born this month, happy birthday gays
From Neill Cameron’s Twitter:
I was working recently with a bunch of kids who kept tearing up their own drawings in frustration, so I did something I’ve not done before.
I talked honestly to a classroom full of children about how much I hate my own drawing.
Okay, not the full extent. These kids ain’t ready to hear that. But that I do.
They were kind of appalled, and horrified and fascinated, but anyway, they stopped tearing up their drawings.
As I attempted to explain it — and many of you reading this will know already — when you make a drawing, there are two versions of it.
There’s the version that exists in your head, and then there’s the version that ends up on paper.
And because you can see both versions, you can’t help but compare them, and feel frustrated by the difference.
But here’s the thing, and I think it’s easy to forget this: no-one else can see that first version.
They can’t judge against it. They can only see, and judge, the version that exists on paper.
And you know what, this sounds crazy, but they might actually like it for what it is. They might think it’s cool that you made it.
I mean, holy god, if you guys could see the version of Mega Robo Bros that exists in my head.
Your eyeballs would melt and your heart be burned away by sheer divine fire of amazingness.
But the differences between that version and what’s on the page are only visible to me, and shouldn’t — can’t — matter to anyone else.
If a draing goes a bit wrong, ah well. Look at it, learn, try and make the next one better.
Or, possibly even better: abandon false objective notions of quality altogether and just enjoy the process, the activity, of making a thing.
Not quite how I phrased it to the Year5s, but hopefully you get the idea.
IN SUMMARY: be kinder to your drawings, and yourselves. I know, it’s hard. But try.
(Though this was written by a visual artist, the advice is applicable across creative disciplines – be kind to yourselves and to your stories!)
I absolutely love children
I’m the hotdog girl
I think I’m either the kid that eats chicken while taking a bath or the lil homie that’s super proud of his carrot placement.
when people call actual real life gay relationships yaoi or yuri