mausspace:

weirdtrip:

he looks so pleased
"oh look. look at this apple. it me"

horf horf horf

mausspace:

weirdtrip:

he looks so pleased

"oh look. look at this apple. it me"

horf horf horf

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waywardandwanderlust:

heartsandmagic:

Cat doesn’t know what to do with the butterfly that flew on its paw.

I can’t breathe I’m laughing too hard

waywardandwanderlust:

heartsandmagic:

Cat doesn’t know what to do with the butterfly that flew on its paw.

I can’t breathe I’m laughing too hard

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sunset in Cozumel, Mexico

thorki:

acexlove:

one of the greatest pixar moments; a family thats ok with you coming 2nd 

they were hiding their identities as superheros not making a statement

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staceythinx:

Living succulent jewelry from the Passionflower Living Jewelry store on Etsy.

About the jewelry:

[The pieces are] made entirely of succulents and plant material. Each is a unique work, using the best succulent florets available. Wear the [pieces] for 3-4 weeks, then gently remove the succulent blooms from the bronze base and plant them. Base can be returned to Passionflower to be re-designed at any time.

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master-bruce-wayne:

This is exactly why we have this technology

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lolsomeone-actually:

thewriterwhoisalone:

mackblesa:

nevertoomanyspiders:

ceruleanpineapple:

theladysyk0:

lizardlicks:

hellish-deer:

ceruleanpineapple:

spiders.

they’re like tiny 8-legged cats
how can anyone hate them

Spiders are huge derps, pass it on.

My dad used to work as a mechanic in Arizona and he said that wild tarantulas would just wander into the shop and try and cuddle with the mechanics under the trucks. Spiders really dig car exhaust smell for some reason and they would be like “ah yes this human smells nice let me sit on your face while you’re working or perhaps climb into your pocket and see what you have” and the mechanics would keep shooing the spiders out but the spiders would follow them back like “No why would you leave me human friend??”

THAT IS SO CUTE

reblogging for the story, eeee

spiders are the derpiest things though like have you ever played with a spider and a laser pointer, because I thought my lizards chasing the laser was adorable but leT ME TELL U, BLACK WIDOWS CHASING LASERS IS FRICKEN ADORABLE

So I hate spiders but this makes them seem a bit cuter lol

Yeah no I still aint fucking with no spiders

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hobbitunderthemountain:

GOOGLE TELLS YOU HOBBIT MEAL TIMES I’M SCREAMING

hobbitunderthemountain:

GOOGLE TELLS YOU HOBBIT MEAL TIMES I’M SCREAMING

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Anonymous said: Were you a child prodigy?

fishingboatproceeds:

No.

I was a reasonably good elementary school student (although certainly not the best in my class), and then a not-very-good middle school student, and then a poor student for much of high school. (I failed my junior English class, and had to write essays about The Bluest Eye and Twelfth Night over the summer to get a D.)

Some of this had to do with intellectual challenges: I was a bit behind the curve when it came to abstractions. Like, I could not handle the idea of the equation x + 2 = 4, because x is not a number, so how is that even possible? My struggle with abstractions was also seen in my study of literature and anything that couldn’t be, like, memorized. (I’ve always been a pretty good speller, for instance.)

Some of my troubles in school also had to do with what in retrospect were social and mental health challenges. But I was very lucky to have teachers who saw a lot of potential in me and refused to give up on me, even when I was defiant and annoying and set off fireworks outside their bedroom windows. (Do not do this. It is not cool. It is just annoying.)

That said, I think it’s an oversimplification to say that I was a “troubled child” or whatever. By college, I was engaged and interested in many of my subjects and became, as my favorite college professor once called me, “a solid B+ kind of fellow.”

I don’t think it’s fair to see some kids as merely smart and others as merely troubled, or to think that kids who are performing poorly in school are simply miscreants/stupid/whatever. (It’s also unfair to portray kids who perform well in school or who have expansive vocabularies or whatever as inherently untroubled.)

Of course, none of this should be an excuse to give up. It can be really hard to try to stay engaged in school/learning/anything, especially when you don’t have the kind of support I was lucky to enjoy. But it’s also worth it. Learning is hard, and learning how to learn is hard, and it doesn’t happen overnight. It really is something that we have to do for a lifetime—or, more optimistically, that we get to do for a lifetime. 

evallannn:

Surprise motherfucker

evallannn:

Surprise motherfucker

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