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boombeombamtoo

Morning after pill is like ~40 at most pharmacies I think? Reblog to save a life lol

valtsv

oh theres a witch in these woods??? is she single???

valtsv

brb going to ask the forest witch out on a date

valtsv

my firstborn child has been stolen

pink-goblin

your wife taking care of your child is not “stealing”

rubysapphrald

if you dont believe in aliens youre fucking stupid

rubysapphrald

i dont give a damn about roswell or area 51 or whatever the fuck. thats not what i mean. the universe is infinitely large and weve already found living bacteria and stuff on comets. space has some crazy shit. it rains glass on venus and there’s a planet made of solid diamond. jupiter’s great red spot is a billion year old hurricane and like ten million earths could fit inside the sun. who gives a fuck if they arent little green men from mars. aliens exist and if you dont think so youre clowning hard my man

jupitertouchedher

I have such a heart for tulips 💐

matialonsorphoto

fall asleep dreaming bout all the places I could go.

more on my instagram @matialonsor

queengreendown

It’s almost as if nobody wants to admit that they might not be prepared to do the work it takes to love somebody. And it can be laborious. To be intimate with someone who is flawed (which is the standard) requires us to expose our own flaws. We don’t talk about the heavy responsibility of that. We don’t talk about how we’re too lazy or too cowardly sometimes. We instead accuse love of being elusive. It isn’t. It is omnipresent. It asks us to be better people. And sometimes we flat out refuse.

humansmakemyassitch

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yourborderlinepersonality

gahdamnpunk

This is messed up

thundercaya

Instructions for how to get around this here. Shouldn’t have to be done, but make sure people know what to do.

thefingerfuckingfemalefury

^ Boosting this info for all those it can help <3

curseworm

im starting a gang and we’re gonna go out and destroy every golf course. rip up all the grass and replace it with native plants and fruit trees and shit. we move at midnight be there or be a casualty of the revolution

lemurianprincess

Ya girl was supposed to get a D in class this semester because i had too many absences (depression and grieving, yes i know… still not an excuse)

BUT I PUT THEM NAMES IN A JAR AND GOT AN A

😜

madisonsaferillustration

Edible flowers that i love to work with in my area!

tippitv

Do vegetables have fruits?

Yes!

Sort of… sometimes?

Take the humble potato. A tuber vegetable, it is generally grown from chunks of potato that have “eyes,” but it does also produce flowers and later, if fertilized, fruits that look like wee tomatoes, to which it is related!

The fruits are poisonous, though, so don’t eat them.

somefuckingremlin

magic 8 ball divination is goblin witch culture

matstegen

my creative type test by adobe is so cool it’s like a test for what kind of creative personality you have and i think you don’t have to be an artist/designer to try it! i do believe everyone is creative in their own way without having to work in creative industry

moved202347

moon-lightfaerie

Dragonfly Symbolism

🍃Changing your path in life just as a dragonfly changes its flight path mid-flight

🍃Some cultures see them as Divine messengers or a fairy taking a physical form in our world

🍃 being related to fairies and elementals this may be an invitation to explore the elemental and fairies realms or connect with nature spirits

🍃Creatures of air and water elements because they fly but often reside in areas with bodies of water such as ponds.

🍃Japanese saw it as a symbol of power and victory, in China it is a sign of luck and prosperity and in Native American cultures it is a symbol of happiness

🍃Can symbolize growth as a person, growing from your past and maturing

🍃Represents illusion sometimes and someone is being deceitful

🍃Raise your vibration, surround yourself with positive people and get rid of negativity in your life so you are able to fly with the grace of a dragonfly

Requested by @indievous :)

inv90-deactivated20180601

doomhope

[id: Two photos of a hand holding a handmade cup made of clay, showing off the design on the inside of the cup, which is white with strawberries painted on it. End id.]

nowyoukno

fangirling-so-hard-rn

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. They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows. Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag. But the nice guys with masks they left alone. THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight. 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 I’m really scared of crows now. (q)

doctormemelordmd

Yeah but have you seen this

stultiloquentia

A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

warwyrd-deactivated20170724

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

reallymisscoffee

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 ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s 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 couldn’t 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. Well… 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 jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared 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 I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.

Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… 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.

That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… 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.

ruggie-bucchis

that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.

avianawareness

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.

odpixel

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 couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.

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 “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t 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 i’ve adopted a son.

lilith-knight

Best birbs !!

221cbakerstreet

your son is Beautiful and Strong

solitarelee

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

betheothergirl-deactivated20180

Like, I wouldn’t want to be on bad terms with a crow, but they are a really smart animal, they aren’t 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 wing–who 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.