Cucumber make your own life

semolavanpeltpan:

tithegirl:

shiips:

apolkadottedowl:

sasstrid-and-dorkcup:

madehimsaycomfychairs:

floacist:

iwishitwas1983:

I’m crying.

LMAOOOOOOOOO the screaming in the beginning

"mr. owl"
"oh jesus christ"
"please don’t give me that look"
"please don’t fly"

DYING omg

That owl is 30000000% done

every time this video graces me with its presence i feel obliged to reblog it

I would have loved to see his reaction if the owl had flown right back in the window.

The owl is so menacing omg

reblog forever because owls are both the best thing ever and beyond terrifying.

Hahahahaha!! I want 50 of them.

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peanutsareforpussies:

sleepyshibe:

what are you doing you dumb animal

making his bread

peanutsareforpussies:

sleepyshibe:

what are you doing you dumb animal

making his bread

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Anonym sagte: Hast du eine Lücke zwischen den Beinen?

emotionskunst:

ericscissorhands:

"Some women are lost in the fire. Some women are built from it."

(via shrapped)

Did you know, you can quit your job, you can leave university? You aren’t legally required to have a degree, it’s a social pressure and expectation, not the law, and no one is holding a gun to your head. You can sell your house, you can give up your apartment, you can even sell your vehicle, and your things that are mostly unnecessary. You can see the world on a minimum wage salary, despite the persisting myth, you do not need a high paying job. You can leave your friends (if they’re true friends they’ll forgive you, and you’ll still be friends) and make new ones on the road. You can leave your family. You can depart from your hometown, your country, your culture, and everything you know. You can sacrifice. You can give up your $5.00 a cup morning coffee, you can give up air conditioning, frequent consumption of new products. You can give up eating out at restaurants and prepare affordable meals at home, and eat the leftovers too, instead of throwing them away. You can give up cable TV, Internet even. This list is endless. You can sacrifice climbing up in the hierarchy of careers. You can buck tradition and others’ expectations of you. You can triumph over your fears, by conquering your mind. You can take risks. And most of all, you can travel. You just don’t want it enough. You want a degree or a well-paying job or to stay in your comfort zone more. This is fine, if it’s what your heart desires most, but please don’t envy me and tell me you can’t travel. You’re not in a famine, in a desert, in a third world country, with five malnourished children to feed. You probably live in a first world country. You have a roof over your head, and food on your plate. You probably own luxuries like a cellphone and a computer. You can afford the $3.00 a night guest houses of India, the $0.10 fresh baked breakfasts of Morocco, because if you can afford to live in a first world country, you can certainly afford to travel in third world countries, you can probably even afford to travel in a first world country. So please say to me, “I want to travel, but other things are more important to me and I’m putting them first”, not, “I’m dying to travel, but I can’t”, because I have yet to have someone say they can’t, who truly can’t. You can, however, only live once, and for me, the enrichment of the soul that comes from seeing the world is worth more than a degree that could bring me in a bigger paycheck, or material wealth, or pleasing society. Of course, you must choose for yourself, follow your heart’s truest desires, but know that you can travel, you’re only making excuses for why you can’t. And if it makes any difference, I have never met anyone who has quit their job, left school, given up their life at home, to see the world, and regretted it. None. Only people who have grown old and regretted never traveling, who have regretted focusing too much on money and superficial success, who have realized too late that there is so much more to living than this.

(via dayzea)

(via shrapped)

When they’re babies, people will come up and say to you ‘Are they a boy or a girl?’ when the kid’s in the pram and you can’t tell. And immediately when you tell them which gender it is they will behave differently according to what you tell them. It got to the point where we didn’t want people to know what gender the baby was. Just treat it as you’d treat someone you wanted to be nice to! Why is it so important to you to know? And then you hear people saying ‘Oh, look at him, he’s a little flirt isn’t he’, or ‘Oooh, she’s gonna wrap you around her little finger’ and all this. What are you on about? She’s two months old, she’s just shat herself.

Alan Davies completely and utterly demolishing gender roles (via vanillanice)

(via shrapped)

fernweh [feyrn-vey]

(noun) This wonderful, untranslatable German word describes the feeling of homesickness for a far away land, a place you have never visited. Do not confuse this with the english word, wanderlust; Fernweh is much more profound, it is the feeling of an unsatisfied urge to escape and discover new places, almost a sort of sadness. You miss a place you have never experienced, as opposed to lusting over it or desiring it like wanderlust. You are seeking freedom and self-discovery, but not a particular home. (via teaparties)

(Quelle: wordsnquotes.com, via overwhelmingshit)

blkitalian:

soulbrotherv2:

All lost in a book.  Another image that will never make it into the mainstream media.

always reblog

blkitalian:

soulbrotherv2:

All lost in a book.  Another image that will never make it into the mainstream media.

always reblog

(via naked-fame)

inzinz:

that’s how it goes..

inzinz:

that’s how it goes..

(via kinderlaecheln)

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visualmayhem:

"It is easier to love your body when you think of it as a landscape with your peaks and meadows, oceans and valleys."

visualmayhem:

"It is easier to love your body when you think of it as a landscape with your peaks and meadows, oceans and valleys."

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jokoundklaas:

Joko auf dem Oktoberfest [x]

boyirl:

in paris people think in french Stefan Brüggemann, 2003

boyirl:

in paris people think in french 
Stefan Brüggemann, 2003

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