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Beautiful, Birthday, and Gif: marvelmoviefan48: gothdesss: pinky–heart: alfrhedoo: nothing–breaks-like-a-heart: ressila: lacinari: ixpaloa: cyber-shopping–addiction: 🌟THE MOST ICONIC LAMPS ON SALE!! SALE UP 50% OFF! 🌟 SALE ENDS SOON! ***USE COUPON CODE: TUMBLR FOR AN EXTRA DISCOUNT*** – GET THE 16 DIFFERENT COLORS MOON LAMP HERE – – GET THE LED LIGHTS ROSE LAMP HERE – – GET THE FULL MOON LAMP HERE – – GET THE PINK CHERRY BLOSSOM LAMP HERE – – GET THE CAT LAMP HERE – – GET THE PHOTOS CLIP STRING LIGHT HERE – – GET THE MAGICAL CLOUD LAMP HERE – – GET THE DIY LETTERS LIGHT BOX LAMP HERE – – GET THE MOON LAMP KEYCHAIN HERE – – GET THE SPIRITED AWAY LAMP HERE – – GET THE STITCH LAMP HERE – – GET THE ASTRONAUT LAMP HERE – – GET THE MAGIC BOOK LAMP HERE – – GET THE LED UNICORN LAMP HERE – I really badly need this to my new room. Love the moon lamp. My girlfriend got me one for my birthday it’s beautiful. Highly recommend it. So pretty relaxing. It can be the white moon like shown or a harvest orange. *casually reblogs this so i don’t lose it* I have the moon and it’s the best thing ever. Such a good night light It looks amazing! I really recommend. Got one just like this as an anniversary gift it’s honestly the most meaningful, beautiful, precious gift I’ve ever received .. “I love you to the moon back” 🌕🥺❤️ highly recommend getting for someone special. It’s comforting when it gets dark. Okay the magic book lamp is really cool. *also casually reblogs so i don’t loose it*
Beautiful, Birthday, and Gif: marvelmoviefan48:

gothdesss:

pinky–heart:
alfrhedoo:

nothing–breaks-like-a-heart:

ressila:

lacinari:

ixpaloa:

cyber-shopping–addiction:

🌟THE MOST ICONIC LAMPS ON SALE!! SALE UP 50% OFF! 🌟
SALE ENDS SOON!
***USE COUPON CODE: TUMBLR FOR AN EXTRA DISCOUNT***
– GET THE 16 DIFFERENT COLORS MOON LAMP HERE –
– GET THE LED LIGHTS ROSE LAMP HERE –
– GET THE FULL MOON LAMP HERE –
– GET THE PINK CHERRY BLOSSOM LAMP HERE –
– GET THE CAT LAMP HERE –
– GET THE PHOTOS CLIP STRING LIGHT HERE –
– GET THE MAGICAL CLOUD LAMP HERE –
– GET THE DIY LETTERS LIGHT BOX LAMP HERE –
– GET THE MOON LAMP KEYCHAIN HERE –
– GET THE SPIRITED AWAY LAMP HERE –
– GET THE STITCH LAMP HERE –
– GET THE ASTRONAUT LAMP HERE –
– GET THE MAGIC BOOK LAMP HERE –
– GET THE LED UNICORN LAMP HERE –

I really badly need this to my new room.

Love the moon lamp. My girlfriend got me one for my birthday  it’s beautiful. Highly recommend it. So pretty  relaxing. It can be the white moon like shown or a harvest orange.

*casually reblogs this so i don’t lose it*

I have the moon and it’s the best thing ever. Such a good night light

It looks amazing! I really recommend.

Got one just like this as an anniversary gift  it’s honestly the most meaningful, beautiful, precious gift I’ve ever received .. “I love you to the moon  back” 🌕🥺❤️ highly recommend getting for someone special. It’s comforting when it gets dark.

Okay the magic book lamp is really cool.

*also casually reblogs so i don’t loose it*

marvelmoviefan48: gothdesss: pinky–heart: alfrhedoo: nothing–breaks-like-a-heart: ressila: lacinari: ixpaloa: cyber-shopping–addictio...

Dad, Fucking, and Graffiti: princessnijireiki: bogleech: bogleech: A rare giant hellbender salamander found dead because some hiker’s rock-stacking collapsed on her.I didn’t even know rock stacking was a thing until this year but there are many ways it disrupts the environment. *Ever since it caught on as a form of white hipster “meditation” there are actually so many hikers who stack rocks now as a hobby that it collectively pollutes streams with sediment that the rocks would otherwise be filtering and reduces the populations of countless organisms that grow and nest among said rocks. http://www.wideopenspaces.com/rock-stacking-natural-graffitti-ecological-impact/ https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/stacking-rocks-wilderness-no-good-180955880/ http://www.takepart.com/article/2016/08/25/new-graffiti-national-parks-fight-stone-stackers/ It’s also weird (and by weird, I mean utterly predictable) how when I first saw this hipster rock stacking thing taking off, it was in specific emulation of inuksuit other Native cairn practices as the new wave appropriated meditation flavor of the moment. It was a blip on my radar because I’m not tapped into like… white upper middle class hipster earthy-crunchiness— my dad does earthy-crunchy for a living I lived in the deep woods for three years, so fucking with rocks streams for no reason genuinely feels like the biggest waste of time I can imagine while hiking— and tbh I think I only heard about it bc of the blatant appropriation thing. But it truly is amazing… how with nothing, with nothing, some people still find a way to destroy everything around them. Because they “love nature” insofar as it can be used consumed by them for entertainment, or a brief vacation (in the same way as they “love” the people they steal culture from); but not enough to respect that they are visitors in a living ecosystem that does not exist for their consumption or as their playthings. And so they don’t believe their actions have negative impacts, because that requires enough self awareness to view the world around them as not needing their input, and to view themselves as an invasive or destructive force by way of that uninvited meddling turned hobby.
Dad, Fucking, and Graffiti: princessnijireiki:
bogleech:

bogleech:
A rare giant hellbender salamander found dead because some hiker’s rock-stacking collapsed on her.I didn’t even know rock stacking was a thing until this year but there are many ways it disrupts the environment.
*Ever since it caught on as a form of white hipster “meditation” there are actually so many hikers who stack rocks now as a hobby that it collectively pollutes streams with sediment that the rocks would otherwise be filtering and reduces the populations of countless organisms that grow and nest among said rocks.
http://www.wideopenspaces.com/rock-stacking-natural-graffitti-ecological-impact/
https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/stacking-rocks-wilderness-no-good-180955880/
http://www.takepart.com/article/2016/08/25/new-graffiti-national-parks-fight-stone-stackers/

It’s also weird (and by weird, I mean utterly predictable) how when I first saw this hipster rock stacking thing taking off, it was in specific emulation of inuksuit  other Native cairn practices as the new wave appropriated meditation flavor of the moment.
It was a blip on my radar because I’m not tapped into like… white upper middle class hipster earthy-crunchiness— my dad does earthy-crunchy for a living  I lived in the deep woods for three years, so fucking with rocks  streams for no reason genuinely feels like the biggest waste of time I can imagine while hiking— and tbh I think I only heard about it bc of the blatant appropriation thing.
But it truly is amazing… how with nothing, with nothing, some people still find a way to destroy everything around them.
Because they “love nature” insofar as it can be used  consumed by them for entertainment, or a brief vacation (in the same way as they “love” the people they steal culture from); but not enough to respect that they are visitors in a living ecosystem that does not exist for their consumption or as their playthings. And so they don’t believe their actions have negative impacts, because that requires enough self awareness to view the world around them as not needing their input, and to view themselves as an invasive or destructive force by way of that uninvited meddling turned hobby.

princessnijireiki: bogleech: bogleech: A rare giant hellbender salamander found dead because some hiker’s rock-stacking collapsed on her.I ...

Disney, Mulan, and Movie: Dear Disney, this is all I want in the new Mulan Movie.
Disney, Mulan, and Movie: Dear Disney, this is all I want in the new Mulan Movie.

Dear Disney, this is all I want in the new Mulan Movie.

Disney, Mulan, and Movie: Dear Disney, this is all I want in the new Mulan Movie.
Disney, Mulan, and Movie: Dear Disney, this is all I want in the new Mulan Movie.

Dear Disney, this is all I want in the new Mulan Movie.

Apparently, Ass, and Drunk: snarling-through-our-smiles I once lost my keys at a frat house. My drunk ass had actually walked home without them, pounded on my apartment door, gotten let in by my rightfully- disgruntled roommate, and proceeded to pass out on the couch. Apparently I puked in the toilet before passing out do not remember The next morning, I schlepped back to the frat house. I stood there, right in front of the front door. This was a novel experience for me. I'd never been at a frat house in broad daylight before. A boy, presumably, of the house, asked me what I was doing. "I lost my keys in here last night, I called back. "I was seeing if I could go in and look for them?" He opened the door and gestured for me o come in. "Go wherever you want." I'd never seen a frat house post-party Derore. Wandering up the stairs a by hungover and still-drunk frat boys sandals and gym shorts, seeking out food and showers like moths to a porch light. A few of them threw puzzled glances my way. I'm sure they thought I was some post-bacchanalia hallucination. I entered one room where a boy was drunkenly watching some Old Yeller- esque movie on a tiny TV in the corner of his room from his bed. "Do you like dog movies?" he asked, voice from the fact that his face was squished against his pillow and half-buried by his blanket. I told him I did. e mumbled again, pleased, and asked what I was doing. I told him I was looking my keys. "Sorry, I haven't seen any keys around bere I didn't doubt him. Twenty minutes had passed. I'd searched just about every bedroom and nuclear- at dumn-site of a bathroom in that house. I'd given up on ever finding my keys and was prepared to beg my roommates' forgiveness and get a new set copied. As I stood there in the hallway, silently a particularly burly frat boy approached me. "You need help with something? "I lost my keys here last night and I can't find them, I've looked everywhere. "What do they look like? I'll put it into the group chat. He was already pulling out his phone. No one ever checks a group chat, I thought, but what the hell. It was worth a shot. "Um, it's just a ring of keys. The keychain is a pink plastic cat, though, like yea big. Like bright pink, you can't miss He nodded, presumably typing this description faithfully into the group chat. "Alright, I sent the message out. Good luck. e turned and left. And with that, A few moments later, I heard a distant and it was getting louder and louder, One assumes that how I felt in that moment was how Simba felt seeing the wildebeest stampede through the ravine as a horde large young men all thundered down the stairs, making a beeling for me. "Someone tell the girl!" One of them shouted, faceless in the mob. "Girl! Hey, GIRL! We found your keys, girl!!! They circled around me. I hadn't felt that old, One of them split himself off from the crowd. "Are these -"he pulled out a ring of keys from his pocket, "your keys? And lo, there was the distinctive bright millennial pink cat keychain dangling off the ring. "Yes,"I whispered. "Oh my god, yes." "EYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY YYYYYYYYYY!!" The cheer went up. Turns out he found them in the bathroom upstairs. I thanked them again profusely. There was a scattered round of "no problems" and then, just suddenly as they descended, they all dispersed, like ships in the night. gatorfisch THIS is boys will be boys Nice Frathouse
Apparently, Ass, and Drunk: snarling-through-our-smiles
 I once lost my keys at a frat house.
 My drunk ass had actually walked home
 without them, pounded on my apartment
 door, gotten let in by my rightfully-
 disgruntled roommate, and proceeded to
 pass out on the couch. Apparently I
 puked in the toilet before passing out
 do not remember
 The next morning, I schlepped back to the
 frat house. I stood there, right in front of
 the front door. This was a novel
 experience for me. I'd never been at a frat
 house in broad daylight before.
 A boy, presumably, of the house, asked
 me what I was doing.
 "I lost my keys in here last night, I called
 back. "I was seeing if I could go in and
 look for them?"
 He opened the door and gestured for me
 o come in.
 "Go wherever you want."
 I'd never seen a frat house post-party
 Derore. Wandering up the stairs a
 by
 hungover and still-drunk frat boys
 sandals and gym shorts, seeking out food
 and showers like moths to a porch light.
 A few of them threw puzzled glances my
 way. I'm sure they thought I was some
 post-bacchanalia hallucination.
 I entered one room where a boy was
 drunkenly watching some Old Yeller-
 esque movie on a tiny TV in the corner of
 his room from his bed.
 "Do you like dog movies?" he asked, voice
 from the fact that his face was squished
 against his pillow and half-buried by his
 blanket.
 I told him I did.
 e mumbled again, pleased, and asked
 what I was doing. I told him I was looking
 my keys.
 "Sorry, I haven't seen any keys around
 bere
 I didn't doubt him.
 Twenty minutes had passed. I'd searched
 just about every bedroom and nuclear-
 at dumn-site of a bathroom in that
 house. I'd given up on ever finding my
 keys and was prepared to beg my
 roommates' forgiveness and get a new
 set copied.
 As I stood there in the hallway, silently
 a particularly
 burly frat boy approached me.
 "You need help with something?
 "I lost my keys here last night and I can't
 find them, I've looked everywhere.
 "What do they look like? I'll put it into the
 group chat. He was already pulling out
 his phone.
 No one ever checks a group chat, I
 thought, but what the hell. It was worth a
 shot. "Um, it's just a ring of keys. The
 keychain is a pink plastic cat, though, like
 yea big. Like bright pink, you can't miss
 He nodded, presumably typing this
 description faithfully into the group chat.
 "Alright, I sent the message out. Good
 luck.
 e turned and left.
 And with that,
 A few moments later, I heard a distant
 and it was getting louder and louder, One
 assumes that how I felt in that moment
 was how Simba felt seeing the wildebeest
 stampede through the ravine as a horde
 large young men all thundered down
 the stairs, making a beeling for me.
 "Someone tell the girl!" One of them
 shouted, faceless in the mob. "Girl! Hey,
 GIRL! We found your keys, girl!!!
 They circled around me. I hadn't felt that
 old, One of them split himself off from
 the crowd.
 "Are these -"he pulled out a ring of keys
 from his pocket, "your keys?
 And lo, there was the distinctive bright
 millennial pink cat keychain dangling off
 the ring.
 "Yes,"I whispered. "Oh my god, yes."
 "EYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
 YYYYYYYYYY!!"
 The cheer went up.
 Turns out he found them in the bathroom
 upstairs. I thanked them again profusely.
 There was a scattered round of "no
 problems" and then, just
 suddenly as
 they descended, they all dispersed, like
 ships in the night.
 gatorfisch
 THIS is boys will be boys
Nice Frathouse

Nice Frathouse