humorking:

The Rio Caño Cristales - most colorful river (caused by algae and moss seen through the water), Colombia.

this is fucking beautiful

ughsocialjustice:

clara-impossiblesoufflegirl:

seerofsarcasm:

nesquiksand:

with-fronds-like-these:

sinking-memories:

I don’t know if you guys know this or not but the girl and the sailor didn’t even know each other, the sailor was drunk and sexually assaulted her in the street and they got off the boat. history lesson. boom.

UM
NO
THAT’S NOT WHAT HAPPENED
Upon hearing the news that the war was over, everyone was celebrating in the streets. The sailor was overwhelmed with the joy of the moment and grabbed a nurse and kissed her before they parted ways. She didn’t see it as a sexual assault, she understood that everyone was celebrating. And it certainly wasn’t simply a drunken act.
Stop trying to ruin this picture. It captures the joy of the end of a really awful time. 

If I’m not mistaken, these two remain friends to this day. 

You aren’t mistaken, they visit each other and their families and exchange christmas cards.
And this is him now:

GET YOUR FACTS STRAIGHT PEOPLE. LORD

boom.

ughsocialjustice:

clara-impossiblesoufflegirl:

seerofsarcasm:

nesquiksand:

with-fronds-like-these:

sinking-memories:

I don’t know if you guys know this or not but the girl and the sailor didn’t even know each other, the sailor was drunk and sexually assaulted her in the street and they got off the boat. history lesson. boom.

UM

NO

THAT’S NOT WHAT HAPPENED

Upon hearing the news that the war was over, everyone was celebrating in the streets. The sailor was overwhelmed with the joy of the moment and grabbed a nurse and kissed her before they parted ways. She didn’t see it as a sexual assault, she understood that everyone was celebrating. And it certainly wasn’t simply a drunken act.

Stop trying to ruin this picture. It captures the joy of the end of a really awful time. 

If I’m not mistaken, these two remain friends to this day. 

You aren’t mistaken, they visit each other and their families and exchange christmas cards.

And this is him now:

GET YOUR FACTS STRAIGHT PEOPLE. LORD

boom.

biscuitmango:

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I really like this gif because Stitch does that little squinty thing that animals do when they’re really happy and relaxed and you can tell that he’s having such a superb time playing that little ukulele

fightblr:

girlsjustwannahavefunds:

burymeinchanel:

musiqchild007:

randomweas:

denst:  

Video → (X) 

MY JAW LITERALLY DROPPED.

Holy fuuuuckkk

that’s bomb

Probs gonna reblog this once a day every day I see it.

chirabella:

“Now consider the tortoise and the eagle.
The tortoise is a ground-living creature. It is impossible to live nearer the ground without being under it. Its horizons are a few inches away. It has about as good a turn of speed as you need to hunt down a lettuce. It has survived while the rest of evolution flowed past it by being, on the whole, no threat to anyone and too much trouble to eat.
And then there is the eagle. A creature of the air and high places, whose horizons go all the way to the edge of the world. Eyesight keen enough to spot the rustle of some small and squeaky creature half a mile away. All power, all control. Lightning death on wings. Talons and claws enough to make a meal of anything smaller than it is and at least a hurried snack out of anything bigger.
And yet the eagle will sit for hours on the crag and survey the kingdoms of the world until it spots a distant movement and then it will focus, focus, focus on the small shell wobbling among the bushes down there on the desert. And it will leap…
And a minute later the tortoise finds the world dropping away from it. And it sees the world for the first time, no longer one inch from the ground but five hundred feet above it, and it thinks: what a great friend I have in the eagle.
And then the eagle lets go.
And almost always the tortoise plunges to its death. Everyone knows why the tortoise does this. Gravity is a habit that is hard to shake off. No one knows why the eagle does this. There’s good eating on a tortoise but, considering the effort involved, there’s much better eating on practically anything else. It’s simply the delight of eagles to torment tortoises.
But of course, what the eagle does not realize is that it is participating in a very crude form of natural selection.
One day a tortoise will learn how to fly.”
- Terry Pratchett, Small Gods

chirabella:

“Now consider the tortoise and the eagle.

The tortoise is a ground-living creature. It is impossible to live nearer the ground without being under it. Its horizons are a few inches away. It has about as good a turn of speed as you need to hunt down a lettuce. It has survived while the rest of evolution flowed past it by being, on the whole, no threat to anyone and too much trouble to eat.

And then there is the eagle. A creature of the air and high places, whose horizons go all the way to the edge of the world. Eyesight keen enough to spot the rustle of some small and squeaky creature half a mile away. All power, all control. Lightning death on wings. Talons and claws enough to make a meal of anything smaller than it is and at least a hurried snack out of anything bigger.

And yet the eagle will sit for hours on the crag and survey the kingdoms of the world until it spots a distant movement and then it will focus, focus, focus on the small shell wobbling among the bushes down there on the desert. And it will leap

And a minute later the tortoise finds the world dropping away from it. And it sees the world for the first time, no longer one inch from the ground but five hundred feet above it, and it thinks: what a great friend I have in the eagle.

And then the eagle lets go.

And almost always the tortoise plunges to its death. Everyone knows why the tortoise does this. Gravity is a habit that is hard to shake off. No one knows why the eagle does this. There’s good eating on a tortoise but, considering the effort involved, there’s much better eating on practically anything else. It’s simply the delight of eagles to torment tortoises.

But of course, what the eagle does not realize is that it is participating in a very crude form of natural selection.

One day a tortoise will learn how to fly.”

- Terry Pratchett, Small Gods

loodletooboodleroodlesoodle:

mangomartyr:

loodletooboodleroodlesoodle:

santullianal:

This honestly made me tear up. Imagining how great he must have felt that his planned worked and choosing that risk paid off.
I also feel like him and the model have such good chemistry, they’re always so kind and loving to one another.

Holy shit what did he do?? That’s rad as hell!

Since the runway was going to have simulated rain, he wanted to make the outfit become colorful because of it rather than deflect it. He sewed dye into the seams and once the rain hit it the dye ran! Very simple but super effective. He was one of the two winners of that challenge.

Absolutely brilliant. Holy shit.

thisisnicolai:

"Fuck yo ambitions"

spectrumsg:

Jellyfish float around in an illuminated tank listlessly. Taken at the S.E.A. Aquarium at Resorts World Sentosa, Singapore.

spectrumsg:

Jellyfish float around in an illuminated tank listlessly. Taken at the S.E.A. Aquarium at Resorts World Sentosa, Singapore.

pitbull looks like the naked mole rat from kim possible

do you see it

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d o  y o u 

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danhowellpng:

Subscribe to Dan & Phil’s new GAMING CHANNEL!

danhowellpng:

Subscribe to Dan & Phil’s new GAMING CHANNEL!

dangerscissor:

kippy413:

dangerscissor:

i appreciate how immersive the gameplay is in x/y

That crow is so cute

yes she is thank you

thewicked-eternity