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so pracious
Imagine~#18
Imagine being a dragon slayer.
~Jessica
Here’s a Sans I drew with a mouse.
Perfect World | Broken Bells
See the water on the rise Just another day into a useless night
why did i read fresh bells as fresh balls
reblogging this again just to say: if you havent seen this yet you really need to
this vine is just so excellent. the way that second guy just jumps in. the voice. the back shot and the dissonance of the FUCK OFF. this vine is a work of art.
I AM THE SAND GUARDIAN, GUARDIAN OF THE SAND
I’m just reblogging this because my dad didn’t believe it existed.
ITS BACK ON MY DASH OH MY GOD
IT
HAS
RETURNED
@dankstalker
@ask-napstablooky @errorsansrp @pastapap @that-punny-guy @frisk-quartz-universe our squad right here
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I’m sorry.
Inspired by this, and made with this.
Now You Know (Source)
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)
Yeah but have you seen this
YEAH! THEY ALSO PLAY FOR NO EVIDENT REASON OTHER THAN FUN AND THEY LOVE THE SNOW! Crows are seriously the coolest birbs ever.
I WANT ONE!
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.
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
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.
that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.
yeah ok but a gathering of crows is literally called “a murder” because when they get together they’ve been known to kill
can i have a crow please they’re beautiful and so sweet @ladyariel69
Anyone else think like this?
i can explain… just kidding i cant
blame @sesescorner
FUCK
GODDAMMIT
why did this happen
i’ve got 99 problems and being a decaying organism that’s born to die in a society run by money that i can’t escape is one of them
same
OK HOLD UP BROS LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO A COOL-ASS STONE: BLUE SANDSTONE
DO YOU WANT THE GALAXY PRINT OF ROCKS
LOOK AT THIS SHIT
DO YOU WANT ROCKS THAT LOOK LIKE WINDOWS TO SPACE
OF COURSE YOU DO
HOW AWESOME IS THIS
GO AHEAD AND WEAR STARS ON YOUR FINGER
BALL OF SPACE
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