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reinatamblr:

reinatamblr:

bye-bye-deadman:

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Those deer going to start an uprising.

I will find me some deer in July and see if this is really true

The deer really do roam the city freely. Although they congregate mainly in the park, they traverse around different parts of the city by pedestrian crossing. They seem to observe traffic rules. The males pose steadily when they see a camera, while the females shy away from the lens. They tolerate your touch as long as there is that potential promise of food. No food no touch. They can be aggressive (I pity the lady who was head butted and charged by a deer with 30cm antlers, but for the most part they mostly nip at your clothing and run against you to get attention. I told a deer “dame” (don’t in Japanese) and he stopped rubbing his head against me, took a step back, and started “rubbing” his head in the empty space next to me, which I think is considered bowing.

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bye-bye-deadman:

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Those deer going to start an uprising.

I will find me some deer in July and see if this is really true

The deer really do roam the city freely. Although they congregate mainly in the park, they traverse around different parts of the city by pedestrian crossing. They seem to observe traffic rules. The males pose steadily when they see a camera, while the females shy away from the lens. They tolerate your touch as long as there is that potential promise of food. No food no touch. They can be aggressive (I pity the lady who was head butted and charged by a deer with 30cm antlers, but for the most part they mostly nip at your clothing and run against you to get attention. I told a deer “dame” (don’t in Japanese) and he stopped rubbing his head against me, took a step back, and started “rubbing” his head in the empty space next to me, which I think is considered bowing.

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last night i dreamt i was at a baseball game and i was on the kiss-cam next to this cute boy with his family and everyone was cheering us on and the guy smiled at me and i smiled back and then i leaned over and kissed his sister instead and the stadium went completely silent before the announcer said “well that was certainly a curveball” and i laughed so hard i woke myself up

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Seriously nothing pisses me off more than seeing this shit all over tumblr. Get over it and let people support whatever they want, regardless of who they are.

(I really hate drawing comics)

The stupid thing about hating people who support things and ‘don’t know what it’s like’ is that you are missing the point of your whole protest. Aren’t you protesting to get more awareness amongst people who didn’t suffer through it? You don’t need to get a person who has been discriminated on your team, because fat chance is that they are already on your side. It’s the ‘white people’ that do not get discriminated that you want to notice your cause and support it. Why else are you protesting?

I hit reblog on this so fast, my laptop caught fire and is still smouldering. I am 100% pro-ally as a fat person AND a queer person.

Allies for anything is 1000% a okay as long as they don’t expect cookies for being allies.

bolding part of this because its fucking true

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so this is a thing

a bunch of moms are making letters+audio recordings of affirming, validating letters to queer/trans* people who don’t get that kind of support from their moms

i would say more about it but

im kind of busy in this puddle of tears on the floor so

In case any of my followers don’t have this kind of support from home…

my mom did this and if you need an honourary mother i promise she would be happy to talk to you

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spoookyscary:

After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.
The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.
The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.
Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.
Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”
When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.
Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”

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Irish women are strong as fuck

I’m Irish and I can conclude that we are motherfucking metal


WHAT

ashighasginger:

seanbeanisaredshirt:

harokissmile:

ksteeno:

spoookyscary:

After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.

The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.

The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.

Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.

Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”

When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.

Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”

what did i just read

Irish women are strong as fuck

I’m Irish and I can conclude that we are motherfucking metal

WHAT

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