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Mike Driver
hello vonnie
Origami Around
ç„æ„ / Permanent Vacation
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
NASA
Today's Document
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Product Placement
Show & Tell
blake kathryn
oozey mess
occasionally subtle
JVL
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sheepfilms
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@unsupervised-discord-quotes
Things I look for in a boyfriend
Over 6 foot
Australian
Smokes weed
Likes ketchup
Smokes cigarettes
Likes to climb
Strips naked 24/7
Snorts corn chips
Pops bouncy castles
Is named Mason
Itâs Mason Bradford
Give me Mason Bradford
The gay babies say gay rights
9oh fcuk add me with photoshop i dont wanna be the only one who didnt say gay rights -monkas-
Itâs all litty smitty because you say trans rights đđđ
The gay babies say gay rights
Reblog If You Respect You-Tubers Privacy And Would Never Under Any Circumstances Invade Their Personal Life.
I want to see how many true fans are here.Â
I have heard some things that are disgusting and disturbing and itâs not right.
Parent: yells at and threatens child over a mistake
Child: doesnt want to spend time with them afterwards
Parent:
Parent:*yells at and threatens child over a mistake*
Child:*doesnât want to admit their mistakes and starts keeping secrets from their parent*
Parent:
parent: *yells at and threatens child over them self-harming*
child: *doesnât talk to parents about their issues and feels worse*
parent:
Parent: *attributes all their childâs achievements to god and all the mistakes to the child*
Child: *actively avoids academic achievement and becomes an atheist*
Parent:
THAT LAST ONE IS WHY I STOPPED ATTENDING CHURCH AFTER I STARTED THERAPY.
Parent: *uses personal info,told to them in confidence as ammo to make child feel bad*
Child: *never tells the parents about how they feel or their personal insecurities*
Parent:
wow this tea is exceptionally tasty tonight thank you
Internet friend: says ily for the first time
Me:
Internet friend: says ily for the thousandth time
Me:
Internet friend: literally just calls me by my name for the first time
Me:
internet friend: *exists*
me:
#HollowEarthSociety
Agreed.
Mossyram burgerundie breadfrog.
Thoughts? Feelings? Concerns?
Pears are cool I guess @fanta-king
Adventures with Groovy
Featuring @fanta-king and @imjustmelving
U kno it
Clapclapclapclapclapclap
;))
@fanta-king
concept:
jay singing and racc playing the guitar; making a song together.
reblog if u agree
Can you please draw Racc tripping and falling over Carson?
Carson is Carpet
Sainthood - RaccoonEggs
soft racc
âHey Google, what do you feed a raccoon to make them leave you alone?â
Ezra stood looking out his glass door. Staring deep into the eyes of the fiends on the other side.
âRaccoons will eat almost anything, but are particularly fond of creatures found in water. Raccoons also eat insects, slugs, and dead animals. As well as fruits, vegetables, nuts, and seeds. Around humans, raccoons often eat garbage and pet food.â
That was the only information he needed. Unfortunately, he has no animals so no pet food. And heâs not one to cook, so he doesnât have anything else on that list either.
But he couldnât just leave them there hungry in the middle of the night! It was a mother with two babies!
So Ezra searched the pantry for something he was willing to give up. Then realized he couldnât give anything up so he took some pretzels and some Goldfish to the beggars out back.
It was like their beady eyes lit up at the boxes that they deemed too familiar. He put some handfuls of each snack on a dish and very carefully slid it outside and closed the door. Meanwhile, his search history was clouded with questions about raccoons. Even though the rodent was his trademark, he knew nothing about them.
Raccoons wash their food in water due to lack of saliva.
So like a responsible raccoon owner he slid a bowl of water as to them well. Warm water at that because it was cold. For the most part they played in the water, but it did make him feel better that he practically saved this family.
After a while of writing some notes down, he fell asleep watching them play in the water and eat pretzels.
He woke up as per usual, but something inside reminded him of his new friends and irked him outside. They were gone and the food was as well but something inside promised him they would be back.
Ezra was messing around with the plants on his porch. Whistling a small tune while enjoying his scenery. He sat down and admired his now organized patio when he heard something fall from his shed.
âAre they back?â He asked himself not wanted to admit he had not hated the raccoons but he knew they were ârodentsâ.
To his confusion, there was only one raccoon. One of the babies from last night. He looked skittish and weary. He crawled over to the empty bowl then to Ezra, motioning he was hungry.
Ezra filled the bowl with some marshmallows and the baby happily munched away on the sugary substance.
While admiring the baby raccoon, a bird flew to his bird feeder. Nothing very interesting as birds flew by all the time. He looked up to see a nicely colored bird seemingly unaware of Ezraâs presence.
He looked back down at the bowl but heard rapid fluttering. Then felt something on top of his head.
In disbelief, he was stone cold and still. Slowly reaching up to his head to feel for something, and felt exactly what he thought. The bird. He felt the soft feathers and was concerned of how cold the feathered creature was. He looked in a small mirror the bird nestled in his unkempt fluffy hair. Putting two and two together realizing the bird was using his hair as a makeshift nest.
In the colder months it was understandable because life is a bit more difficult for those who donât migrate.
He never had a personal vendetta against the birds, and the one atop his head was being an angel, so he let it be. Watching the raccoon in hopes of his mother would come to pick him up from âdaycareâ.
âIâm an animal whisperer,â he quietly said to himself, âIâm a saintâŠâ
âboysâ - the misfits
