Get yourself a girl who sharpens your cock like a pencil sharpener
I am half my old length but so pointy, it's a self defense tool now
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Get yourself a girl who sharpens your cock like a pencil sharpener
I am half my old length but so pointy, it's a self defense tool now
"life is so hard for men because *starts describing the events of a mafia city ad*"
having a new mutual get into heated rivalry feels like invasion of the body snatchers to be completely frank with you all
A tarot spread for those moments of stress or anxiety. This spread will help you find relief, hope and healthier things to focus on. 💜🔮🕯🃏💜
Here are a bunch of B. Dylan Hollis's recipes typed up in google docs for those who want to make these recipes.
I've only got a few so far, but I'll continue to type up the ones he likes and add them here. Shoot me an ask if you have any requests for recipes to type up, but please check the original version of the post first. When I add new recipes, I edit the original post and then srb it for others to see.
DISCLAIMER: A lot of his videos he goes pretty fast or does not include exact measurements, so they may not be 100% accurate, but I'm typing them up to the best of my abilities.
Boiled Cookies
Almond Milk
Pinto Bean Cake
Pumpkin Quickies
Ice Cream Bread
Magic Cookie Bars
Velveeta Fudge
Scotcheroos
Chow Mein Cookies
Ice Cream Cone Cupcakes
Deep Fried Oreos
Corn Starch Cookies
Copycat Almond Joys
Magic Peanut Butter Cookies
Cowboy Cookies
Leftover Bread Pancakes
Avocado Ice Cream
Avocado Bread
Magic Cinnamon Sticks
Peanut Butter Bread
Peppermint Patties
Christmas Crack
Eggnog
Apple Cider Cookies
Baked Apples
Deep Fried Cookie Dough
Potato Chip Cookies
Chocolate Zucchini Bread
1964 GINGER SNAPS
3/4 cup shortening 1 cup sugar
MIX!
1 eggy 1/4 cup molasses
MIX!
2 cup flour 1 tsp cimmanim 1 1/4 tsp ginger 1/8 tsp clove 2 tsp baking SODA
Portion, roll smooth, coat in sugar, press flat (bottom of a glass works well for this) 350F for 13-15 min
“Let’s Play” by DeeOtter
Unrestricted summer fun with Ymer in the forest today~
I love laying down and pretending I'm laying like this
HEY
WAIT
STOP SCROLLING !!!!
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Prayer to Odin and the Reversed Othala
Allfather Odin, Wanderer on the winds, Keeper of wisdom bought with sacrifice, I call to You in this hour of unmooring.
The rune Othala lies reversed in my hand— ancestral walls turned inside out, foundations shifting, inheritance questioned. It is the letting go of soil I cannot till, the bloodline burdens I no longer bear, the walls of home that keep spirit captive.
Bless me, One-Eyed God, with Your seeing that pierces veils. Let what is not mine to hold slip from my grasp without bitterness. Grant me the courage to step beyond the fences of the familiar, to claim freedom even in rootlessness.
Teach me that true inheritance is not stone nor soil, nor even name, but the breath of spirit, the fire of will, and the path I carve in wyrd.
Odin, Father of Runes, guide me with this fallen Othala, that I may break chains wisely, walk as exile yet not lost, and find in the wide unbounded world the greater hall of my becoming.
Hail Odin, Hail the Rune, Hail the blessing in the breaking.
Day Eight of Nine Days of Devotionals for Oðinn
Inspired by Cat Heath who spoke about nine days of devotional work for Oðinn until 9/9, I decided to take this up. It has been a long time since I have done a set number of days making devotionals, and this seemed a good time to start. Pull the hat down low Over the eye Blotting out, bringing in Put aside the distractions Slip between Hamr Growing fur, growling deep Put on the…
can’t risk it
THIS PIECE OF PICTURE WORKS.
Gotta take all the chances…..
Never risk it
Too close to final’s week
I could use it.
Why not, spread the luck
Could use some of that. Why not? :)
How do I communicate to this bird outside our window that its song is repetitive, derivative, and frankly kind of ass. You can't get bitches by just repeating the same five notes over and over, buddy.
btw if you're on this site it is your duty to reblog any post that has been prophecied to reach 10k notes. let's all annoy op
#this post deserves #10k notes #perchance.
ehh no actuallly it does not
Unfortunately for you, Tumblr is a site where the opinion least regarded on deserves notes is the original poster, sooo
@walmart-the-official
well. it's been over a month and we're not even at 1k yet, so I think I'm safe. perhaps 😌
....nate I'm really sorry I laughed at you for having posts with thousands of notes. don't do this to me
「 may my art carry forth my memory when my bones have long been returned to the earth 」
A Prayer to Odin with the Blessings of Jera
Allfather Odin, Wanderer wise, Whose one-eyed gaze sees through all skies, You who hung on Yggdrasil's tree, To drink the runes and set minds free— I call to you with open hand, To walk beside me through this land.
Odin, master of wyrd and word, Let my voice in the wind be heard. Guide my steps through season’s flow, Where seeds once sown now rise and grow.
With Jera’s wheel I honor time, The patient beat, the harvest rhyme— Not rushed, not lost, not cast in vain, But ripened sweet through sun and rain.
Bless me, Lord of Raven flight, With insight clear and second sight. As fruits are born from hidden toil, Let wisdom rise from rooted soil.
May what I give return in kind, In nature’s pace, by fate designed. Let not my hands forget the care That future bounty asks I bear.
As summer yields to winter’s call, Then spring again, through death and fall— Let my soul be shaped by grace, And meet each turn with Odin’s face.
So may the harvest come in peace, And restless seeking find release. In Jera’s name, with runes I pray— Odin, be near me on this day.
Amen.
Margaret Atwood, The Journals of Susanna Moodie; from ‘Further Arrivals’