Close your eyes, just dream.

motherearthsistermoon:

t-ranquilize:

sunset-surfer:

hxudini:

crystal-surf:

standby5h:

If you don’t want this beautiful picture of Steve Irwin holding a baby platypus on your blog then I’m sorry but I don’t know what you’re doing with your life.

i actually remember when i got told about his passing. i was walking outside my primary school gates and a friend told me. i though they were lying so i didn’t believe them. I didn’t choose to believe it until i heard about it from my parents and on the news. When it was confirmed i remember crying into my mum’s arms i would have been 7-11 years of age at the time. I love Steve Irwin he is a true Australian Hero and cannot be replaced ever.

good old steve

omg all aussie’s must reblog, this legend will never die in our hearts.

i was at my primary school too! and a friend told me, and i thought it was a joke. i was about 10, and steve irwin was the only person whom i thought was secretly immortal.

d-pressedlife:

suicidemydarling:

scars—tell-stories:

deez-sluts:

this IS THE CUTEST FUCKING THING EVER

the cat like kisses his head at the end omfg

My dog does this to my mom.
Think I’ve reblogged this about 10 times so adorable omg

0-0-perfect-porcelain-0-0:

the—personal—quotes:

my—teen—quote:

Are you a teen? This blog is just for you!

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

hollowcrescendo:

hiddleston-inthe-tardis:

2idjits:

andrepolitan:

Does tumblr know this exists?

I hope it does.

Cause this is fabulous

IT WAS LIKE A SLOW WAIL ESCAPED MY MOUTH

…I’m not sure I know what I just watched.

That was beautiful.

They dance better than I can walk in heels.

y0uarethemoon:

Is your name wifi because I’m feeling the connection

mariposima:

Anthony Michael Hall and Molly Ringwald record shopping during break in location shooting of ‘The Breakfast Club;, May 1, 1984.

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