my oh my.
never anticipated i'd be back here.
hello vonnie
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Sade Olutola
almost home

Love Begins

titsay

oozey mess

shark vs the universe
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Jules of Nature
will byers stan first human second

PR's Tumblrdome

#extradirty

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Xuebing Du
art blog(derogatory)
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Three Goblin Art
trying on a metaphor

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@onceitbubbles
my oh my.
never anticipated i'd be back here.
A fun, simple way to keep up with friends and be yourself. 💕
hey lets play how hot is that celebrity
Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY
Dragon Eel
Enchelycore pardalis
Source: Here
4 non blondes was right. what's going on
DING DONG THE WITCH IS DEAD
I started tumblr in 2010, to commemorate the start of my senior year of high school.
My mutuals and friends have all moved on.
I doubt any of my followers are even still active.
But if somebody, anybody, could just give me one sign to stay alive…that’s all I need.
Just one reason.
Just the one.
This is it.
This is funniest I will ever be.
Today is the only day you can reblog this meme, everyone
Happy 22/2/22 day!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN DEACON !
↳ August 19th, 1951.
“If I could tell the future, life would be quite boring, I think.”
“I like touring, I like being in the studio, a bit of both. I like to have a bit of time at home as well.”
“He’s sort of quiet, lots of people think that. Don’t underestimate him, he’s got a fiery streak underneath all that. I talk so much anyway, he likes to let me do all the talking. But once people crack that thin ice, then he’s alright.“- Freddie Mercury
Hi guys!
I’m Liz from previously my-flourish-and-blotts here on tumblr (and some other sideblogs too).
My blog & my sideblogs that I loved so much have disappeared and tumblr has not answered my several requests to bring it back.
My main blog was where I posted all my work (gifsets, edits, text posts and some personal posts with pictures) that is now all gone. Weeks, maybe months of work just disappeared. Gone.
I’m incredibly saddened by the loss of my old blog, that was my safe place and my anchor, besides being my special interest (I’m autistic) and that I had ever since I was a kid, 8 years ago (I was FOURTEEN) and had almost 40.000 followers but even more about the loss of every single one of my content creations. I would like to ask you if you’ve ever reblogged one of my original posts and you are able to find it, to send it to me here so I can save my work and repost it.
Besides that, if you were following me there at @my-flourish-and-blotts and still want to follow me, this here (@myflourishandblotts) is my new home. This is where I will begin again from zero, reblog my favourite fandoms, keep posting my gifsets and edits and being myself.
I wish you all an excellent day, a wonderful week and good health.
Love, Liz – myflourishandblotts (previously my-flourish-and-blotts).
A fun, simple way to keep up with friends and be yourself. 💕
The thing that really gets me about Mount Rushmore is that even if the Lakota, and the other tribes that Sox Grandfathers is sacred to, get their rights to the Black Hills back, how do they fix that? Those faces are literally CARVED INTO the mountain, so the choice is to leave them (preserving the legacy of genocidal colonizers) or trying to carve them out and risking causing even more harm.
There is no good solution. That mountain, all of the Black Hills, have been permanently altered by white supremacists, which can't even be denied considering that the first lead sculptor was involved with the KKK and the second sculptor was his son.
Mount Rushmore is probably one of the most blatant and visible disregards for Native peoples, one of the most violent symbols of stolen land physically possible. It's disgusting.
You’re teleported to 44 BCE Rome in your everyday street clothes. You’re brought before Caesar and he believes you might be from the future, hoping to bring him fortune. One day he questions you, asking “How Do I Die?”
“Surrounded by friends”
Ceasers as he’s getting stabbed and remembers:
it’s cool
i’m just sobbing because i’m going through medication withdrawls
because humana cancelled my medication coverage
and i don’t have $200 to buy my meds
i should kill myself.