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This weapon requires someone worthy to wield it. You are not worthy. But it's the only weapon within reach, and there are people who need saving.
As the town was overrun, I found myself at a loss. Weapons were confiscated at the entrance, all the stalls had locked, but people were in the streets, they needed help.
Desperate I looked around. The legendary sword in the stone. There wasn't a chance. I knew I wasn't worthy, my early life playing parts in a raid like this. I needed something though.
Running over, I grabbed the sword, planted my foot on the rock and grabbed the sword with both hands. Nothing. But then I realized something. This was just a large rock, not a part of a cliff. Stepping off the rock, I just prayed the sword was unbreakable as legend. Leaning back and pulling I felt it start to lift, it was working.
At that moment a bandit caught sight of me and came for me. I swung and connected. The bandit was obliterated in the hit. I couldn't remove the sword, but I could use the stone as a club. A laugh welled up in me. This would work.
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The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.
Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.
So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.
Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.
oh shit
As the OP of this post, I’m going to threaten that if this gets to one million notes by the 10 year anniversary on 1 June 2026, one year from today, I will get a lower back tattoo of the loch ness bear monster.
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I’m doin’ it.
"The average alchemist performs human transmutation at least once" is a statistical error. The average alchemist performs no human transmutation. The "Human Transmutation Georg" Brothers Edward and Alphonse Elric who have been through the Portal of Truth a combined eight times between them are outliers adn should not be counted.
Im interested in learning everyone's media traditions. Like watching Die Hard every Christmas or Groundhogs Day every Groundhogs Day. id love to know if anyone has a specific summer movie or Halloween movie or St. Patrick's Day movie or whatever. please tag it so I can know
Over the garden wall every halloween
I just lit a candle. I feel like a billionaire
hmm,
this post might just be a 3/10, being generous. kind of hard to understand what I meant but I was trying to get across that candles are expensive, and lighting one jokingly felt like an investment so I thought I would write that but I don't think I got the "joke" of the post across that well if you can even call it a joke. to be honest it just wasn't that funny. I guess for subtext there is that one dril tweet that associates candles with being expensive, but other than that you don't really have much to go off of. basically what I'm telling you is that I fucked it. I'll do better in the future
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Sure i’ll reblog that
i’m proud of you for facing the days you really don’t want to face
all of you'uns
you have been visited by the seven magic dragon balls your biggest wish will be granted but only if you reblog
"I can't process what I'm feeling now"
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A BPD anthem for the ages
What you can’t see is me with the controller panicking and yelling
Computer games are fantastic
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Voting no and reblogging to fuck the numbers
The fact that animals that care for their young will sometimes adopt others' lost or orphaned young to raise along their own is just funny to me. I know that it's all hormonal and there's no conscious thought involved in it, but the internal logic of it is so funny.
"Baby = success. More baby = more success. I have one baby and I found four other baby. I have five baby. I am being so fucking successful right now."
Hell, half the time you don't even need to smuggle. You just show mama cat a little squirming squeaky fluffy jellybean and she's like "oh shit I totally forgot that one thanks!"
We'd get litters in at the shelter sometimes where there'd be like four kittens 6 weeks old and a random 2 week old and we'd all be standing there going "Mom, you stole that one. That's not yours." And mama cat is like "fuck you, finders keepers"
Humans do this too.
And it's beautiful.
Every person who has picked up a foundling kitten and stuffed them in their pocket to keep.
And every human being who has invited a baby into their home. Including the gay man who found a baby on a subway platform, and adopted him to raise with his partner. (The baby is now 25 and thriving. This is one of my favorite stories. 25 years ago a judge quietly said to a gay man "If you guys want this baby, I can make it happen. Just say the word.")
Hormonal? Every emotion, every single one, is primal, is real, and is hormonal.
Baby = success. More baby = more success. Love is real.