there’s a goat! why is there a goat!? oh my god! there’s a fucking lama!
almost home
Three Goblin Art
macklin celebrini has autism
we're not kids anymore.
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
todays bird
dirt enthusiast
Stranger Things

oozey mess
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

shark vs the universe
d e v o n
Cosimo Galluzzi
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Sade Olutola

Origami Around
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

ellievsbear
trying on a metaphor
One Nice Bug Per Day

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@this-is-beautifulmess
there’s a goat! why is there a goat!? oh my god! there’s a fucking lama!
Redditor Is Turning Random People’s Photos Into Movie Posters.
Your_Post_As_A_Movie
@asilversnake
ITworries me how many of these I’d watch.
Black Widow Vs Scorpion
Te sorprendería lo fácil que es para una mujer descubrir cómo le mienten.
(via chica-no-tan-suicida)
Cuando te das cuenta de que alguien es sólo ser amable contigo porque quieren algo
Watching this makes me happy
I did not see that coming
yoooo
This is the greatest thing ever the kid recording is losing his shit lmao
Usted… es la excepción a todo aquello que dije que no haría.
(via unpotter)
she is literally the human form of this gif
i’m fucking crying 😂
La calidad es todo
Soy mamá pero sigo siendo la misma.
Soy mamá pero mi nombre sigue siendo “Laura”, yo soy la misma, aunque con mas obligaciones y mas amor, sigo siendo la misma pero con alguien siguiendo mis pasos, sigo siendo la misma aunque mi cuerpo no, sigo siendo la misma aunque alguien dependa de mi.
Muchos se confunden, cuando una pasa a ser madre la ven con otros ojos, como si su hijo pasara a ser su apellido, pues no... mi hijo es mi vida pero no mi identidad.
Me siento afortunada de haber dado vida a este cosito hermoso, pero el no es quien me define.