Say something    The rough extracts of what i find amusing artistic funny interesting stylish and qwaukworthy

davedodd:

"Processing_Shapes_0006"

davedodd:

"Processing_Shapes_0006"

— 1 day ago with 184 notes
didierleclair:

BY UNANIMOUS CONSENT…
Dizzy Gillespie, Jazz Prez!

didierleclair:

BY UNANIMOUS CONSENT…

Dizzy Gillespie, Jazz Prez!

— 1 day ago with 485 notes
urban-sprout:

thatsnotevenokay:

pouringkerosene:

stretchedlobes:

fullwormmoon:

timeofdaffodils:

I’m never throwing a cigarette butt on the ground again. Holy shit.

YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE BEEN THROWING YOUR CIGARETTES ON THE GROUND ANYWAYS

omfg poor baby

I’m so glad this post exists. I took ecology in high school and apparently a lot of animals are attracted to the smell of cigarettes and they eat them whenever they can find them. Sometimes they’ll even wander onto roads at night if they smell one and they’ll get hit by cars doing so. And they can’t digest them. The cigarettes just sit in their stomachs until they run out of space and then they starve because they always feel full. I don’t understand why people can’t just put their cigarettes out and then toss them in the trash bin or keep them in an ashtray in their cars until they get home. Is it really that hard?

This makes me so sad.

ever since i saw this post, oh i dont know about a month ago, i pick up every single cigarette butt i see. this makes me so sad. 

urban-sprout:

thatsnotevenokay:

pouringkerosene:

stretchedlobes:

fullwormmoon:

timeofdaffodils:

I’m never throwing a cigarette butt on the ground again. Holy shit.

YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE BEEN THROWING YOUR CIGARETTES ON THE GROUND ANYWAYS

omfg poor baby

I’m so glad this post exists. I took ecology in high school and apparently a lot of animals are attracted to the smell of cigarettes and they eat them whenever they can find them. Sometimes they’ll even wander onto roads at night if they smell one and they’ll get hit by cars doing so. And they can’t digest them. The cigarettes just sit in their stomachs until they run out of space and then they starve because they always feel full. I don’t understand why people can’t just put their cigarettes out and then toss them in the trash bin or keep them in an ashtray in their cars until they get home. Is it really that hard?

This makes me so sad.

ever since i saw this post, oh i dont know about a month ago, i pick up every single cigarette butt i see. this makes me so sad. 

(Source: butterfliesinmy, via luckynerd)

— 1 day ago with 290020 notes
Drunk with mason

Drunk with mason

— 1 day ago with 2 notes
la-malcriada:

thejordanyear:

turningtricksbreakingdicks:

insearchforknowledge:

"I live in a neighborhood where my husband & I are 1 of the 3 Black families that live here.. Tonight the KKK knocked on our door!!! I was already looking out the window and seen them coming down my driveway. I screamed for my children to come upstairs in my room and into my master bath. . As I seen there faces in fear.. my mind flash back to Malcom X. My oldest understand but not the rest. My husband prides his self on teaching his wife & family self defense when he not home…. My heart was pounding! Palms sweating! Voice weak.. I look at my son.. And my mind drifted to Micheal Brown, Treyvon.Martin, Shawn Bell. WE legal over here.. everything registered! As the knocks kept coming .. I mustard up the voice strength to say just a minute! My body weak.. but my mind strong! I open the door.. Scope on! Beam on! Safety off!!! WHAT CAN I DO FOR YALL!!! Cause you at THE WRONG HOUSE! #FacesPriceless!! I will Protect. My Home, My Children, MY LEGACY!!!"

*bows down*

YESSS MAMA

Bless.

la-malcriada:

thejordanyear:

turningtricksbreakingdicks:

insearchforknowledge:

"I live in a neighborhood where my husband & I are 1 of the 3 Black families that live here.. Tonight the KKK knocked on our door!!! I was already looking out the window and seen them coming down my driveway. I screamed for my children to come upstairs in my room and into my master bath. . As I seen there faces in fear.. my mind flash back to Malcom X. My oldest understand but not the rest. My husband prides his self on teaching his wife & family self defense when he not home…. My heart was pounding! Palms sweating! Voice weak.. I look at my son.. And my mind drifted to Micheal Brown, Treyvon.Martin, Shawn Bell. WE legal over here.. everything registered! As the knocks kept coming .. I mustard up the voice strength to say just a minute! My body weak.. but my mind strong! I open the door.. Scope on! Beam on! Safety off!!! WHAT CAN I DO FOR YALL!!! Cause you at THE WRONG HOUSE! #FacesPriceless!! I will Protect. My Home, My Children, MY LEGACY!!!"

*bows down*

YESSS MAMA

Bless.

(via truthloyalty)

— 1 day ago with 88052 notes