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what is it called, again…? (x)
I would trust a power bottom’s asshole over a straight man’s hand any day
That comment is honestly one of the most relatable statements I have ever read
A neighbor called and said she saw a swarm on a fire hydrant so I grabbed my bucket and ran there as fast as I could. I dabbed some lemongrass oil on the bottom of it and they walked in. After about 5 minutes I just scooped the rest in and bam! Free bees!
I got the queen on the first scoop too though. Apparently she was a new one because she was piping in there really loudly. This is my first personal swarm catch so honestly I’m not sure if that was supposed to happen or not.
What other website am i going to see posts where the op talks about “bam! Free bees!”
Can I have this…plaseeeee?
Gay culture is having to go to porn for examples of romance
THIS IS THE ONLY ACCEPTABLE BRUCE CHARACTERISATION
this might be the weirdest fetish i have ever seen
why did they SOUND LIKE THAT
thedragonwoodconservancy on ig
laser gun gator boys
oh my god i didn’t realize this video had audio
17 People Who Struggle Under The Weight Of Their Own Genius
the overwhelming small dick energy of this post is making me break out in hives
I will always reblog this.
This made my heart get all tight and hot or maybe it was my stomach or like all of my organs. <3 <3 <3
I needed this.
Always makes me think.
A cleric who is the Team Mom and only heals by kissing you on the forehead and buffs you by licking her thumb and rubbing away some schmutz on your face
someone’s like “you know that’s not actually required for your job” and she’s like “shhhhh my beautiful child, my healing my rules, I made you a potion, it’s chicken noodle mana”
Their holy sigil is a macaroni necklace you made in second grade. You didn’t know them in second grade. You’re not sure how they got that macaroni necklace. You ask them about it, and they just slip you a twenty and tell you to get whatever you want at the food court. “What is a food court?” you cry, but it doesn’t matter because they summoned a hero’s feast and everything tastes wonderful, and at some point you crawl into their lap to cry about something you thought you were adult enough to handle.
“This is you handling it,” they say. “You’re never too big to ask your mom for help.”
“You’re literally not my mother,” you sob.
“But metaphorically,” they say, and you’re like truuuuuuuuuu and sob a little more before they tuck you into a bedroll because you’ve got a big day tomorrow stopping an assassination at a royal palace
Open enrollment starts on Wednesday.
Lately I’ve been getting most of my pep talks from Mister Rogers.
Great. Now I’m disappointing Mr. Rogers.
Mr. Rogers is not disappointed in you. He’s proud of you for listening and thinking about what he said, and he hopes it plants a seed where sometimes maybe you notice yourself making an unhealthy choice and recognize it, because that’s the first step towards growth towards your best and healthiest self, which is a journey and a process, not an ideal state of which you are falling short.
Mr. Rogers loves you for just your being you.
hello police this post made me cry