Why do I hear the sounds of Native American flute(???) music in the wind

Do you ever follow someone and they follow you and you really wanna be friends with them but you feel like you’re bothering them everytime you try to interact with them but they’re just so cool and you’re just like

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(Source: sylvehun, via randomly-placed-herbs)

allihearisradiogaga:

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allihearisradiogaga:

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I guess, maybe the circle kings only give their true names to whoever they feel is “worthy” enough. Maybe invoking a name opens a circle gate?

Tags: idk my OCs

More names (I can’t edit the first post rn so I had to make a separate thing)

Bubba zleep (temple-bodied orange circle king)
Mono-ei (shining idol of the gold circle)
Cratiavelli (crowned ruler of the blue circle)
Rog (lord of the deep/indigo circle)

allahyil3analsohyouniyeh:

priceofliberty:

thefreelioness:

The NYPD tried to start a hashtag outpouring of positive memories with their police force. 

If this were ever a bad idea, it was probably the worst idea for arguably the most corrupt police force in America. 

via Vice:

What the person running the Twitter account probably failed to realize is that most people’s interactions with the cops fall into a few categories:

1. You are talking to them to get help after you or someone you knew was robbed, beaten, murdered, or sexually assaulted.

2. You are getting arrested. 

3. You are getting beaten by the police.

In category 1, you are probably not going to be like, “Oh, let me take a selfie with you fine officers so I can remember this moment,” and the other two categories are not things that the NYPD would like people on social media talking about. Additionally, the people who use Twitter a lot (and who aren’t Sonic the Hedgehog roleplayers) are the type who love fucking with authority figures. In any case, #myNYPD quickly became a trending topic in the United States, largely because people were tweeting and retweeting horrific images of police brutality perpetrated by New York City cops.

In which the NYPD’s attempt at “public relations” backfires tremendously.

this had me dying of laughter

(via ruingaraf)

thedandmom:

Cute little pokemon paint i did up real quick. 

thedandmom:

Cute little pokemon paint i did up real quick. 

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ex0skeletal:

Fun shark attack facts:

  • In 1996, toilets injured 43,000 Americans a year. Sharks injured 13.
  • In 1996, 2,600 Americans were injured by room fresheners. Sharks injured 13.
  • In 1996, buckets and pails injured almost 11,000 Americans. Sharks injured 13.
  • For every human killed by a shark, humans kill approximately two million sharks.

Conclusions:

  1. Humans are assholes.
  2. Sharks are not assholes.
  3. Apparently everyone in 1996 lived in a real-life infomercial.

(via rad-roach)

The phrase “did you just call me a pizza shit” is slowly becoming the funniest thing in the world help

sheimi-chan:

ARE YOU FUKCING JOKING IT’S AN ACTUAL PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION

THEY ARE ACTUALLY HOLDING A PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION IN THE DIGITAL WORLD’S PARADISE. I SHIT YOU NOT AND MORESO LUCIFER IS RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT I AM LAUGHING SO GODDAMN HARD RIGHT NOW U DONT EVEN KNOW DIGIMON IS SO WEIRD OKAY

(via hornedfreak)

fuckyeahaquaria:

Ghost Crab | Ocypode quadrata

Ghost crabs dig burrows in the sand, where they seek shelter from the sun (sometimes plugging the burrow entrance with sand to keep out the heat) and “hibernate” during the winter. Burrows can be up to four feet deep, and are often found hundreds of feet from the water’s edge. Younger ghost crabs burrow close to the water, while older ghost crabs burrow higher up on the beach.”  -

(by gr8dnes)

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