The crest of our area is like such a crazy mix up of so many things and then aw that motto “FELLOWSHIP IS LIFE” <3

The crest of our area is like such a crazy mix up of so many things and then aw that motto “FELLOWSHIP IS LIFE” <3

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Game of Thrones - A Brief Summary

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So, in the middle of everything today, we ran across a hellaciously distressed momma mallard and a bunch of her baby ducks that had fallen down a sewer grate. Another guy was already trying to fish them out, so my friend and I called animal control before we tried to fish the rest of them out. When Animal Control got there, we had all of them out and the mother duck quacking very happily. I was surprised - none of us got snapped at or hurt. I was even holding onto a bag at one point that had all of them in it and she just watched me. 

I love how the duck is perched on the guy’s butt

I’M SO HAPPY

AH GOSH this has made me so happy
what wonderful people

It’s like she understood they were helping ;;

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supernatural subtitles

YOU’RE MISSING MY FAVORITE ONE:

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these are tears streaking down my face people

WHAT ABOUT THE HISSES AT LUCIFER ONE

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So I watched some episodes of Hannibal and then as I was going to bed I thought I gotta change my nightshirt, so pulled the top two ones from the drawer to choose from. And they were these.
Happy sweet dreams to me

So I watched some episodes of Hannibal and then as I was going to bed I thought I gotta change my nightshirt, so pulled the top two ones from the drawer to choose from. And they were these.

Happy sweet dreams to me

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I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
— Percy Bysshe Shelley (via buddhistwitchery)
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