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Friendly reminder that you can buy sweets called “Ärsche mit Ohren” in germany, which is literally translated with “asses with ears”

Friendly reminder that you can buy sweets called “Ärsche mit Ohren” in germany, which is literally translated with “asses with ears”

actualfairyboy:

tardis-mind-palace:

w-for-wumbo:

mylourrydiary:

hlil:

Can u believe there are plants that are illegal
Plants

Can you believe there is love that is illegal
Love

can you believe it’s not butter
butter

the fact that Tumblr can fit weed, bestiality and diary products all into one post doesn’t even phase me anymore

i really dont think they meant bestiality

notenoughsockmonkeys:

So my parents bought me this thing called the Selfie Stick

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And pretty much you attach your phone to the stick and you can take pictures using the little clicker thing. So instead of taking photos like this:

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I can take photos like this:

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mrteavg:

GIRLS: if ur at a party and a guy hands you his phone to put ur number into, text REDCROSS to 90999 and he’ll donate $10 to hurricane relief

I am learning to see. I don’t know why it is, but everything enters me more deeply and doesn’t stop where it once used to.
Rainer Maria Rilke  (via creatingaquietmind)

0nly-goodvibes:

Never doubt how truly awesome you are. You deserve love, and lots of it – from yourself. And as soon as you can give yourself more love, you’re much closer to tapping into the amazing energy that your higher self holds.

smilefor-medarling:

**Edited and added, since now I can say it without crying.*
My Dad committed suicide on January 13, 2013. He suffered from depression for 10 years, and I was lucky to have him around as long as I did. In his honor I got the last thing he wrote to me on my bicep in his handwriting in blue ink, his favorite color. I’ll miss him forever, and now I’ll have a reminder that he loves me every time I look in the mirror. 

smilefor-medarling:

**Edited and added, since now I can say it without crying.*

My Dad committed suicide on January 13, 2013. He suffered from depression for 10 years, and I was lucky to have him around as long as I did. In his honor I got the last thing he wrote to me on my bicep in his handwriting in blue ink, his favorite color. I’ll miss him forever, and now I’ll have a reminder that he loves me every time I look in the mirror. 

Anonymous
asks:
Where are you from?

Right in the middle of good ol Illinois :P

stunningpicture:

Was playing around with my camera and some broken glass, and I captured this. (OC)

stunningpicture:

Was playing around with my camera and some broken glass, and I captured this. (OC)