If I'm posting it means it's dark where I am
(Even if where I am is just hiding under a blanket)

 

swingsetindecember:

i wish more people said that being single is normal

and you’re not going to meet and marry someone

and that’s fine

and if marriage happens, it happens. and it’s not the next big ticket to check off in life’s checklist

because not everyone meets someone they want to marry. and that’s normal

you’re not broken or unfulfilled if you are single

blxckbiird:

spaghetti-western-wannabe:

blxckbiird:

spaghetti-western-wannabe:

blxckbiird:

spaghetti-western-wannabe:

blxckbiird:

spaghetti-western-wannabe:

So I can either bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

nick nO THAT’S NOT HOW YOU BAKE COOKIES FRIEND

FLOOR IT?

NICK NO

HOW ABOUT 4,000,000 DEGREES FOR 1 SECOND

NICK YOU ARE GOING TO BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN

I’M GOING TO HARNESS THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES

NICK P L E A S E

FLOOR IT YES

gottagofast666:

no description needed

The only one that’s loading is the second one and even that’s enough to reblog.

sixpenceee:

omgthekreeks:

sixpenceee:

Recently there’s been a case of bears walking upright like humans.

There are many theories as how and why a bear would walk bipedally one of them including the bear injured it’s front paws. 

This is the video for the above gifs

You can read about a more recent case here

Wake up America

So a friend of a friend gave away 20 lbs of donuts. And my friend gave some to me. Free dunkin donuts people! 8D

Doesn’t distract me from my darling being sick, but donuts.

onlinewifey:

spaghettihos:

REBLOG IF I SHOULD GET THESE TATTOOED ON MY NIPPLES

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1 million notes and i’ll do it

let’s ruin this persons life and reblog

disturbingly-average:

i am 99.999% sure that literally everyone knows steve irwin is australian

SHIT NO WAY MATE

disturbingly-average:

i am 99.999% sure that literally everyone knows steve irwin is australian

SHIT NO WAY MATE

Okay so I’m feeling like a horrible person

Anubis has got a UTI (came close to getting a full-blown blockage) and we were lucky I decided to come home for lunch.

He didn’t come to the door to see me. He was on my bed just kind of sunk into the covers.

Poor boy didn’t want to move and had obviously been going from the litterbox to my bed all day. So I check him for lumps or heat, anything that showed trouble. Nothing like that but he was leaking brown urine and couldn’t sit and was basically putty when I tried to pick him up.

So like a madwoman I get a carrier and call work to try anf get the afternoon off (no such luck), and the vet’s office for an appointment (none, but they said they’d check him out if I left him overnight). So I drop him off and have no choice but to go back to work.

The looks he gave me when I had to box him up and when I had to leave…he’s such a baby, he imprinted on me when I worked in the shelter, spends all the time he can on my lap or sleeping with me…I wish I could pick him up tonight but I can’t.

And then in the morning I basically have to pick him up and drop him off and head straight to work. I feel horrible, I can’t even be there tomorrow to help him get better r keep an eye on him. Work won’t let me get the day off…

I know he’ll be fine but…I still feel that way…