dy1anobrien:

i don’t know why everyone makes the grim reaper out to be a bad guy i mean he’s just taking to you to the afterlife it’s not like he killed you it’s actually quite nice of him to walk you there imagine if you had to go alone

(via thegirlbehindthepages)

baggytrousers27:

thewhitejewel:

baggytrousers27:

physicalalex:

everydaygun:

no-mercy-in-this-dojo:

revengeofthemudbutt:

whiskey-weather:

No.

No.

because physics

respect but no fucking way

i think i broke my collarbone watching this

Definition of parkour is getting from one place to another in the fastest possible route.

Without breaking your legs/spine/skull.

Having your internals still in one piece by the end of it is an optional bonus.

baggytrousers27:

thewhitejewel:

baggytrousers27:

physicalalex:

everydaygun:

no-mercy-in-this-dojo:

revengeofthemudbutt:

whiskey-weather:

No.

No.

because physics

respect but no fucking way

i think i broke my collarbone watching this

Definition of parkour is getting from one place to another in the fastest possible route.

Without breaking your legs/spine/skull.

Having your internals still in one piece by the end of it is an optional bonus.

(Source: jaidefinichon, via xxprincesszelda91xx)

doctormemelordmd:

fangirling-so-hard-rn:

nowyoukno:

Now You Know (Source)

Crows are scaryThey
use tools
Can be taught to speak (like parrots)
Have huge brains for birds
like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
they are scary smart at solving puzzles
some ravens stay with their mates until one of them dies
they can remember faces
SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.
Guys I’m really scared of crows now.(q) 

Yeah but have you seen this 

doctormemelordmd:

fangirling-so-hard-rn:

nowyoukno:

Now You Know (Source)

Crows are scary
They

  • use tools
  • Can be taught to speak (like parrots)
  • Have huge brains for birds
  • like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
  • They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
  • they are scary smart at solving puzzles
  • some ravens stay with their mates until one of them dies
  • they can remember faces
  • SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
  • They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.

Guys I’m really scared of crows now.
(q

Yeah but have you seen this 

image

(via brookespice)

mysticallion:

Breathe, breathe in the air. Don’t be afraid to care. Leave but don’t leave me. Look around and choose your own ground. Long you live and high you fly And smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be. Run, rabbit run. Dig that hole, forget the sun, And when at last the work is done Don’t sit down it’s time to dig another one. For long you live and high you fly But only if you ride the tide And balanced on the biggest wave You race towards an early grave.
~Pink Floyd, Breathe

mysticallion:

Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don’t be afraid to care.
Leave but don’t leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.

Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don’t sit down it’s time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.

~Pink Floyd, Breathe

(via wiitch-craft)