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“Covid game me narcolepsy” no you fucking pervert it didn’t. You’re just a weirdo with a gross fetish. Covid didn’t make you suddenly want to fuck dead people. Keep that shit to yourself you gods damned weirdo
I have type 2 Narcolepsy. Studies have shown that serious viral infections can cause people to develop Narcolepsy if they are already genetically susceptible to having it. This includes covid. That is what happened to me.
You on the other hand might want to google the difference between Narcolepsy and Necrophilia….
Yall, I can’t believe that I have to do this, but I am going to say this in as clearly as possible
The anon was very confused.
I have Narcolepsy, which is a sleep disorder. Narcolepsy has nothing to do with Necrophilia. I am not into necrophilia.
I didn’t realize that one said “necropolises.” That’s actually so funny. I think that one must have been a joke
it's important to nourish your ego with self-aggrandizing fantasies in which you you sit upon a throne of night-black obsidian and color-crazed agate, carved with cherubs and grotesques; in which you are robed in cloth-of-gold and nacreous adornments: in which your crown is a thing of poisoned crystal too terrible to look upon; in which you hold the power of life and death in your hands, looking down as you pass judgment on a blog about to be blocked.
“It’s okay, Dad! I’m still here…!”
War is heck.
Potbelly the Puzzle Goblin has passed away this morning due to complications from eating a spoiled m&m. Authorities say he will not be buried or cremated and that they're just going to leave him there in his apartment
Really simple question
TI's preference besides horses
Dogs, cats, birds or other?
An aquarium in Japan was closed for renovations, and their resident sunfish got depressed not seeing visitors. So the staff put some uniforms with printed faces against the tank, and it immediately recovered.
I finally got an appointment with a geneticist. Ummmm. How do I bring up the consanguinity issue in my bloodline in a polite way? It’s def relevant to the potential genetic mutations I have but I’m pretty sure I should not walk in there and be like “After a great deal of geological research I’ve found my grandparents….were cousins. My other grandparents, also cousins. My great grandparents…..cousins as well. And we know damn well this is a problem because many of us have an inheritable blood clotting disorder and the same congenital kidney deformity. I’m just trying to figure out how much of a genetic house of cards I am. Also I was diagnosed with Down syndrome and then undiagnosed with Down syndrome. Is that relevant?”
I know this is completely a me-issue because I overthink things but the monastery sections stresses me out as a newer player. It feels like it expects me to know how I want to build all my units from the start, but also it hides a bunch of build relevant information since I don't want to spoil everything beforehand. So I feel like I'm doing something wrong.
girl, the boons
The great thing about huge declarations is that the most times you're ever going to have to deliver on them is ONCE. And even that is vanishingly unlikely. The dishes happen every day. My feet hurt now. The kids need a lift to piano lessons every week. The grenade is hypothetical.
The grenade is hypothetical.
I salute the flag.
A scallop hits da bricks. Filmed in Norway. From The Norwegian Fjords: Life in the Twilights (2018).
whatever. go my scallop
A couple weeks ago I was practicing my owl calls on a night hike and I successfully called in a barred owl. My owl call is pretty good, but I've never called an owl to me from afar because I rarely do night hikes and so I don't get much chance to. I had expected to be really excited about this, especially since two of my coworkers are really skilled at owl calls and they don't usually get a response, much less a full conversation, but instead I felt so guilty. I eventually had to start ignoring this poor deceived owl that was following my call through the park. I felt like I catfished him.