A little Faerie who could @xxtrash-kingxx - Tumblr Blog

It's always funny to me when someone's like Americans suck Americans are so weird and I'm like yeah buddy you'll get no argument from me and then they go on to be like "ew they SMILE at you on the BUS" or "they say THANK YOU TOO MUCH at restaurants" and I'm like wait hang on thats what you're going with???? We do WAY worse stuff than that dude like are you sure that's your final answer

creekfiend

Oh exactly

12u3ie

"fun fact!" i cheer, before saying something that is not fun nor a fact

kittycatcarla

"Fun fact!" I cheer, before saying something so incredibly unhinged and specific that it is fun just for me and barely a fact

harperhug

Video of a kitten at a vet’s office protesting loudly as it’s scooped from the floor. Another kitten turns around the corner and walks up to the camera, also protesting loudly for its friend. From here.

borderlands-disorder

aquitainequeen

IT’S FIZZGIG FROM THE DARK CRYSTAL

hollowistheworld

i get so thrown when i see people call tumblr a hellsite and start talking about discourse theyve seen. when i call this place a hellsite im referring to the fact that if youre on mobile and interact with your queue in any way itll immediately launch you back up to the top.

hollowistheworld

other ways tumblr is a hellsite, especially on mobile: i tried to click on a link on a post and it told me id need the tumblr app to view it. i was then helpfully taken to the tumblr app store page where i was told i already had the tumblr app

broken-savior-deactivated201212

Reblog and see if you get a color.

southerncharm93

PURPLE: We near never speak, but I do enjoy your presence on my dashboard.

FUCHSIA: I wish I could become your best friend through the internet.

GREY: You leave me with jumbled words.

RED: I’m in love with you.

PINK: I have a crush on you.

TURQUOISE: You’re hot.

CHARTREUSE: I sincerely wish you would notice me.

TEAL: We have quite a lot in common.

BLUE: You are my Tumblr crush.

ORANGE: I dislike your page.

YELLOW: PLEASE FUCK ME.

WHITE: PLEASE MARRY ME.

GREEN: I find you cute.

BLACK: I would date you.

BROWN: I dislike you.

charminglyantiquated

a short comic about witches and wishes and wanting things.

(all my comics are here!)

drferox

This is possibly the most wrong thing I have seen on a click bait article ever. The more you look, the worse it gets.

It claims to be an X-ray of a pregnant horse.

There are several faults with that assumption:

It is an old school film X-ray, about the size of an A4. It is no way big enough to X-ray an entire horse.

An X-ray machine big enough to X-ray an entire horse does not exist, and would pump out obscene amounts of radiation if it did.

That ‘horse’ is lying down. Good luck with that.

Something very creative is happening with its front legs, feet, hocks and skeleton in general.

It has no internal organs.

The thing it is ‘pregnant’ with is mostly situated within the thorax.

The thing it is ‘pregnant’ with appears to be a dog.

The ‘dog’ appears to be ‘pregnant’ with a cat.

The ‘cat’ appears to be ‘pregnant’ with… possibly a rat?

funnytwittertweets

headspace-hotel

This says something about human nature, but what

lovetnaomi

The delight in the unexpected

dunroamins

A love for the absurd, too!

anais-ninja-bitch

The joy of potato, also.

inthefallofasparrow

bogleech

The comedy, novelty, and the fact that most kids actually love at least one thing you can make with a potato way more than they love just an apple or raisins.

luxlightly

It always upsets me so much when I see interpretations/illustrations of the two headed calf poem that show a living calf being torn away from its mother and killed to sell to a museum and framing the poem as being "humanity kills beautiful things for being different".

Two headed cows almost never survive more than a few hours after their birth. The farmer finds the *body* the next day. The calf was destined to die, and that's a tragedy, but for the time it was alive, it had a beautiful and unique experience.

It's not a poem about the cruelty of man. It's a poem about the beauty of life in an indifferent universe. It's about purpose and beauty being able to exist even in an existence doomed to come to an end, as all our lives are. It's not a poem about how a calf dies, but how, even for only a brief moment, it was alive.

And, for that moment, because of that life, however fleeting, the sky had twice as many stars.

ricolen

I’m going to seriously fucking show my age here, but do we still tell the times of the skeleton war? I haven’t been on here in years, but it’s something I’ve remembered. Those were some wild times.