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People are gonna get tired of constantly reaching out to you, and you not reciprocating. If you havenāt, call the person who always checks on you. Ask them how they are doing. Begin to appreciate the people who care about you. Acknowledge selfish behavior and strive to correct it.
āYou are worth finding. Worth knowing. Worth loving. You and all your one million layers. Always hold that close.ā
ā (via purplebuddhaquotes)
Please Remember...
You are never as awkward as you think you are
You are never as annoying as you think you are
You are never as boring as you think you are
Your compliments are never as creepy as you think they are
You are way more wanted than you give yourself credit for
Chin up, everythingās going to be okay, okay?
This is Self Care Charizard. Reblog whenever you need a temporary release from whatever stresses you currently have.
need this so bad
Nobody is cute enough to insult or disrespect you. Remember that guys.
Say that shit
I REALLY HATE when Iām talking about my desire for romantic love and someone says, āwell love yourself.ā Like shut the fuck up. Self love and romantic love do not replace each other. They do not fill the same void. And just because I wish there was someone in my life that made me feel special, doesnāt mean I donāt think IāM special. Fuck your projections. Regardless of HOW MUCH you love yourself, it doesnāt replace the energy, strength, commitment, and love that can come from another. As a general note, my feelings arenāt up for debate. I just wanted to vent.
Ur worth it :)
iām pretty that everyone familiar with these movies has thought about this at least once
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them: *says literally anything*
me & my abandonment issues:
Source: 1 2 3 4 5 6 If you want more facts, followĀ Ultrafacts
THIS IS SO IMPORTANT
Reblogging because I care about you guys
Important
Rohypnol has an INCREDIBLY salty taste to it. Itās disgusting. And it also isnāt a drug that acts immediately! The minute you notice the salty taste, you have about 5-10 minutes to get somewhere safe or call an ambulance, and it CAN be fought if youāre aware of it. It will make you woozy, it will make you so dizzy you canāt stand upright, it will certainly make you unable to walk properly, but if you struggle to remain conscious you can get about 20 extra minutes of consciousness from the drug before it will knock you out completely. If youāre in a public place, and the person who drugged you is trying to take you somewhere private, start. a. fight. Insist as LOUDLY and as VIOLENTLY as you can that you refuse to go anywhere with them. Odds are theyāre trying to make as little of a scene as possible as they drag you away, and if youāre putting up a fight and very clearlyĀ ādrunkā, eyes will turn on them and theyāll either need to let you go, or cause a serious scene, which they donāt want. Donāt just act like youāre just protesting being taken home, though. Fight like your life depends on it even if they arenāt assaulting you. Cause. A. Scene. Thatās the last thing they want.Ā
Everyone should reblog this!
Very useful.
Iām sending him a friend request LMAO
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gonna end racism around 4:30pm today if that works for everyone
Crows are scary They
use tools
Can be taught to speak (like parrots)
Have huge brains for birds
like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
they are scary smart at solving puzzles
some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies
they can remember faces
SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.Ā They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.Ā Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.Ā But the nice guys with masks they left alone.Ā THEN, OH WEāRE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WERENāT EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.Ā THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.
Guys Iām really scared of crows now. (q)Ā
Yeah but have you seen thisĀ
A colleague of my dadās lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. āOh hell,ā she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.
Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,theyāre bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill
I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him āBuckā.Wellā¦ months passed and Buckās sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.
Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldnāt caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Wellā¦ near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumpedā¦ and just before he hit the ground, he soaredĀ back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.
That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like Iād lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.Ā
Cut to the next spring? Iām walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a soundā¦ a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.Ā
That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buckā¦ and one from his chick.
Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.
that last reply made me wanna cry. thatās so beautiful.
Donāt forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.Ā
this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldnāt fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.Ā
i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.
a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was āallowedā to walk up close and pick him up, he couldnāt drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.
i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like iāve adopted a son.
Best birbs !!
your son is Beautiful and Strong
every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories
Like, I wouldnāt want to be on bad terms with a crow, but they are a really smart animal, they arenāt scary You just want to be nice to them because they will know and they will remember, and they will pay you back if you treat them a certain way.
As a side note, I volunteered at a rehab (Hope for Wildlife), where they were rehabbing a crow with a broken wingāwho was named Russell Crow. He kept pulling his bandage off so a sleeve was cut off some old clothing and put on him like a little sweater.Ā
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I donāt think Iāll ever not reblog this. This posts makes me cry and smile at the same time.
Heās so handsome!!
