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i did a reading of the best fanfic ever made
Sppedwaggan larghed. ” Heheheheah.” he said, swalowing zappeni’s hat whole. Zapperli zfreams and punch him in the ass. Spedwortegen made and fart out zucchini’s hat back out. " Good." Zuopi sniffed, purting him hat back on. Johnathan laffed, clapping his hands. " I like magic." he saud. " Do another." Zapoopa smiled. "Okay." He said, and reached into his hat and pulle ouut a hamon cchesse snadwich. Jonah barked and slithered over to him and ate the sansitch. Speedweed beginned to cry because he wanted one two. Jonintendo felt so bad ford him he thrown up half of the sondwich up out of his tum. "Frends has to share." He nodded. Sperdwhale maked a laugh and fucked jonan right inj the pussy. Erin was watch and get madf. But it were too late. " I am in mpregs now." sas jobathan and just then, goirgio armani appear straight from his butt. " I am ready to fuck bithces." say digornio. "I say." speelewheel remark. "that am my boy." "No am," georg sai, shacking him heads. " mine daddy am a WRRRRRRY." "shut ur whore mouth." Johnson tell him, buyt before he could, Dio crash throughthe ceelinh and land on zapanini, killing him all at once. " OH NO A WRRRY!" Screem Johnny Test, as speddgaggan go over ans eat zeropani’s hat agin. "Papa!" Sads Goronio, standing up. " Ams me. The dio." Duo said. " fuk u deo." said jone. " no w zeppelin is died." "yeah but he’s sexier this way." pointed out a dio. tey stared at zatarni’s broke corpse. "yeah but still…" jornat said madly. " now he can’t do sandwciche magic." "who care tho?" dyo snrt. " he can’t not make the pb and j." " yeah but urs ugly." jownathen siad and fart so bad it killed dio right away. THE EDN.
THIS IS RUINING MY LIFE
Here is a World War 1 picture of my Grand-grand father Aimé Berthelier (second from the right, last row with the pretentious look), who served in the 408th infanterie regiment, 120th infanterie Division of the French Army from 1915 to 1918. He fought in the hottest places of the Verdun battle (Fort de Vaux, Côte 304, Le mort-homme) and also at the Chemin de Dames and on the Marne. The French speaking folks can find the full history of his regiment here.
This photo was taken on March 1918, before the Regiment was sent to reinforce the Chemin des Dames sector of the front. Aimé will receive the Croix de Guerre the next month for rescueing his captain left wounded between to German Maxim nests on the front.
You can notice the clues of an assault unit : medals for the most tough looking grunts and the captured German boots worn by some of them that were better than the French shoes in the mud of the Trench.
I just wish he wrote some souvenirs from these times. Everyone told me that he was very secretive about the war, never worn his medals and only attended the 11th November ceremony as a random man, and not a veteran.
Reblogging my grand grandad in his trench for the 100th anniversary of ww1.
Мы начинаем наше космическое путешествие в те времена, когда трава была зеленее и музыка прекраснее, когда еще не было плохой музыки, дабы вернуть давно утерянную формулу хорошей музыки. Рассекая пространство и время, мы слышим звуки божественной музыки, в которой каждая нота находится на своем месте. Кажется нечто подобное испытывают люди когда слушают альбомы Sigur Ros, некое блаженное чувтсво. Это состояние невозможно описать, трудно уловить и легко потерять, но удивительно, на всем протяжении нашего путешествия оно все усиливается и усиливается. В окне иллюминатора пролетают все самые значимые музыкальные и исторические вехи в истории. Важна уже не конечная точка прибытия, а само путешествие, потому что стремление - вот самое главное в нашей жизни, достигнув определенной точки нам обязательно захочется продолжить путешествие дальше. Честно говоря я уже не знаю где мы находимся, достигли мы того самого места? И где это место? Скорее всего мы улетели намного дальше, за пределы пространства времени. Неужели мы так и не нашли формулы? неужели все напрасно? Наше путешествие - вот та самая формула, точнее одна из ее композиций, собранная из обрывков воспоминаний. Вычислить ее невозможно, но нам крупно повезло и мы стали редкими счастливчиками которым открылась одна из идеальных музыкальных композиций. Сможем ли мы когда-нибудь повторить это путешествие… возможно не скоро, но когда-нибудь обязательно, а пока нужно вернуться на землю и передать человечеству данные собранные нашими датчиками. Мы не настолько умны чтобы из полученных данных вычислить формулу, но зато у нас появилась одна из композиций сгенерированных этой идеальной формулой. Так правильно, ведь если бы человечество обладало “ключем” ни к чему хорошему это не привело бы.
Artist Peter Cook, grew this living garden chair using tree shaping methods, primarily training a living tree through constricting the direction of branch growth. The chair took about eight years to grow.
he’s wearing crocs
He grew a tree into a chair. He can wear whatever the fuck he wants.
looks like a dick
Can you please tag humans? Im a furry and don't like seeing gross people on my dash. Thank you! :3
what
what the fuck is this
there are young kids out there trying to find porn on youtube
eat only when at 6-7 mostly 7
If you eat bananas at 7 you’re disgusting stay away from me
ok why does this have so many notes have y’all seriously not seen this video of knuckles being knocked into a bathtub with the aquatic mine theme playing
Yeah boi time to rock out wheres the juicy juice boi
that was a roller coaster the whole way though