magnolia-acuminata:

person:“so what’s your otp???”

me:

jacobtheloofah:

no but the best part is how he got the name:

his name was originally “potatoes,” and his owner, willoughby bertie, told the stable lad who helped him to write the horse’s name on a feed bin. the boy misheard it as, literally “pot-eight-o’s” and wrote it with 8 o’s. bertie found it so funny that he kept that as the horses name.

burningbrooklynbridges:

this is the only st paddy’s day post i like

ejaysaurus:

sharkumentary:

If you can see their scars, you don’t need to comment on them. Don’t make them uncomfortable by asking questions or staring. Just let them be.

This is way too important.

coralblue-number3:

dayandnightitsjustlife:

aanzhen:

agentcheshire:

madlymiscellaneous:

johntheitguy:

Source required

Uh, guys, dihydrogen monoxide is water. Two hydrogen one oxygen. H2O.

Some people just want to watch the world burn

IM LAUGHING

“remove H20 from all your products”

This is happens when people choose not to pay attention in science class. Jesus Christ.

Despite how cute this is, this probably killed the plant or that specific pod.

kittenbite:

this is my favorite picture rn

honpun:

honpun:

e-lodicolo:

best answer

reblogging for educational purposes

romanumeraltwo:

does anyone else get insanely romantically frustrated, like i know sexual frustration is a thing but sometimes i get super intense cravings for soft kisses or make out sessions or cuddling naps or things like that and it’s way more frustrating to me than sexual cravings

I have more googly eyes than i know what to do with.