you need to listen to a pitbull song and get over it i’m so serious
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you need to listen to a pitbull song and get over it i’m so serious
(opening my ribcage) and this is where i keep my hot stab of shame
how do I know when enough is enough?
I love the midwest so much
BAREFOOT IN THE PARK (1967) dir. Gene Saks “Paul, tell me you’re not sorry we got married.” “After 40 minutes? Let’s give it a couple of hours first.”
i think taylor swift wishes she was bisexual because she knows it would make her slightly more money. whereas sabrina carpenter wishes she was bisexual so she could have sex with someone who looks exactly like herself. and ariana grande wishes she was bisexual because she did too many designer drugs on the set of wicked and now she has kin memories of being glinda for real
Cemeteries are not wastes of space. Historical cemeteries ESPECIALLY are not wastes of space. The fact developers are continuously foaming at the mouth to destroy them and put a strip mall up in their place should make you even more determined to help maintain them. In urban areas, they are a haven for wildlife. They are a green space. If you are too afraid of death to utilize them for that purpose, that is on you.
Thank you. Historically cemeteries were treated as parks, and it wasn't uncommon to see people not only enjoying the grounds but actually playing games and having picnics there. Somewhere along the line we decided that these activities were inappropriate and that cemeteries were off limits and now people see them as wasted space because they feel too awkward to enjoy them.
They're not only beautiful green spaces but excellent public displays of history and art history, and if you care to look closely you can find out a lot just by studying stones.
For example- notice how few modern headstones are dedicated to young children versus the ones erected before vaccines were widespread.
The cemetery near here has the state's largest silver maple crowning its grounds. Many of the trees in older cemeteries are some of the largest and oldest trees in an area.
Cemeteries are for the living, not the dead. Enjoy them. Go birdwatching in them. Don't be stupid in them sure but don't be too afraid to touch them either.
And for the love of God don't mindlessly support turning them into parking lots and ""luxury"" condos.
What should I name my dog
CIGARETTE 2
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How old were you when you first had a grandparent die?
I wasn't born yet
less than a year old
1-5 years old
6-10 years old
11-20 years old
over 20 years old
I don't know/it's complicated
results/no grandparents have died yet
I have been a sheep caretaker for like two days and already I'm like. Wow. I get it.
I get why these were some of the earliest mammals to ever be domesticated. They look up to humans with this sort of dumb but all at once innocent and pure and trusting expression. They're happy to see you. They follow you around. They like to be rubbed under their chins. Maybe its just some latent Scottish highland shepherd DNA I still have in me but I look at my sheep charges and suddenly I see why the love of God for humanity is so often described as a shepherd and his sheep. I'd fight a wolf for these guys. I'd go way the Hell out of my way for them. I'd carry their young for miles on my own back.
nearly 80k reblogs and how many of you eat lamb
The ancient shepherds I'm referencing also ate lamb lol
I gave my sweat and blood and skin without complaint. Because I too believed I was God's soldier. Well, not anymore.
Remember when you'd turn on the radio and almost always Poker Face was playing
Back when God was still listening
what kind of girl are you?
princessgirl
knightgirl
jestergirl
maidgirl
wizardgirl
dragongirl
banditgirl
scholargirl
assassingirl
serfgirl
archergirl
couriergirl
no other options no nuance and if there’s too many princessgirls the serfgirls will have a revolt
Enough about favorite books. What’s a book you read and absolutely hated? The book you’ve got a bone to pick with.