So Security Breach.

Sun rays shine on the warm breath of a polar bear.

The Royal Portuguese Reading Room, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Photo by Sr. Santos Sra. Palmas

enough tumblrina infighting. it’s time to unite against our common enemy: people who randomly clutter up the tags in searches with bite size posts full of every possible irrelevant tag they can think of for attention like this

BOOOOO BOOOO sit DOWN

“7 дней… Ты не гладил меня 7 дней…”…

my friend was testing perfumes out at the store and she sniffed a bottle and anounced "ngl this bitch kind of sucks" The girl at the counter suddenly looked really sad, and my friend was like "I'm sorry, I wasn't talking about you." And the girl looked up and said "No don't worry, I didn't think that, but I just crushed a ladybug with my shoe" We both took a peak over the counter. she'd stepped on a red m&m

I was watching spanish channel news and the anchor said "until something changes we will be waiting here to report on the next massacre" and those words hit me so hard

new pronouns just dropped:

- “he” in the way you call an animal you don’t know the gender of “a little guy”

- “she” in the way sailors refer to their boats

- “they” in the way people say “they say that ___”, a faceless and all knowing collective. you are anything, you are everything.

“bröther, what have they done to you”