More cuties because I can.
tumblrs message system is a bit like messenger pigeons only they’re chickens and you just kind of throw them in the direction of the recipient and hope they find their way
Doesn’t that look beautiful?
Like something you’d find on one of those soft/pale/rosy/grunge blogs?
Well nothing too rosy on my blog.
The Bolton Strid in England is one of the most innocent looking streams.
Though it looks like you could just hop across the rocks, but if you miss you will die for sure. It packs very rapid currents just a couple of feet below its surface. No one really knows how deep it really is. Nobody who has ever fallen into the Strid has survived. It has a 100% fatality rate.
It’s always the things I google expecting to be false that wind up being horribly true.
sometimes i wonder if i should mentally adjust my time of birth by an hour since i was born in a different time zone from where i live. and then i wonder who even cares.
It had to happen.
*tears out a page from a notepad labelled Prop Comedy Ideas and throws it towards a bin overflowing with paper*
This may be shocking, but babies and condoms are made of different material
I want so much nacho cheese that I don’t even know what’s underneath.
you know you’re truly friends with me if i’ve shown you my weird wrist thing. it’s the WAY TO KNOW.
basically if i meet any of you irl i’ll be all “hey guess what my one bone didn’t grow all the way and you can feel the gap riiiiiiight here!” it’s awesome. probably the thing i’m most proud of about myself.