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japanlove

Bunnies Hanging Out… by Laura Appleyard on Flickr.

Okunoshima - Rabbit Island

yuujies

SPIRITED AWAY (2001) • dir. Hayao Miyazaki

apparently-artless

GAKE NO UE NO PONYO (2008) dir. Miyazaki Hayao

polskiebagno

theactualffuck

slut era

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boombnuy

ilikeit-art

“Sweet Dreams”

Martin Gregus captured a once in a lifetime moment of a Polar Bear sleeping on a bed of fireweed.

Churchill, Manitoba, Canada

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This is it, this is the best photo ever taken

bearotonin-international

Agreed that that is one of the top tier photos of all time but you cannot deny this is a close contender

perfectquote

“The world told me to go and seek my truth. So I bravely started to walk toward you.”

— Marie Jo Schwarz

megairea

Mahmoud Darwish, from Low Sky; The Butterfly’s Burden: Selected Poems (tr. by Fady Joudah)

the-bookshop

Source.

guerrillatech

pisshandkerchief-deactivated202

Holy shit that's so cool

knightofleo

beckiboos

Finally “do you love the colour of the sky” got compressed for our convenience

kandykittixd

This is now my favorite photo

lightasthesun

I miss the era where there'd be outtakes to animated movies like toy story or early 2000s barbie movies that shit was hilarious and so wholesome

wizardarchetypes

I KNOW I told this story before on my old blog but I don’t care bc it’s topical.

In second grade we kept a journal and every day when we got to class there was a prompt on the board to journal about. I LOVED this because it was my daily chance to draw in class. It was the only thing in school I was good at.

One day we were prompted to describe our favorite thing about the field trip we went on the day prior, and I said I liked going to the fast food place with a playground for lunch.

I drew an intricate scene depicting children playing in a 1990s indoor fast food playground, but I included a skeleton at the bottom of the ball pit, which I thought was a true stroke of comedic & artistic genius.

But my teacher found it disturbing so after class she brought my mom in and put the drawing in front of me and asked me to explain my thought process, which is already a lot to ask of a seven year old,

but luckily my artistic vision could not have been clearer and I did indeed have the backstory for the ballpit skeleton all laid out in my mind’s eyes.

I looked at them both and said as obviously as possible, “stayed in there too long.”