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By Benjamin Bergh
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I bluddy love Phineus and Ferb lawl

squeeneytodd: cows-quack: aishaloveschoclate: ishipanythingthatbreathes: notanaveragemuggle: gagaxmothermonster: lindsexlohan: vat1cancame0s: flutterskies: everyone stop what you’re doing there’s a platypus on your dash Reblogging because I don’t think I have ever seen a platypus walk before and…just…squeak. wat Look at that platypus wiggle. Wiggle what yo mama gave you. HE’S A SEMI-AQUATIC EGG-LAYING MAMMAL OF ACTION Only Duck-Billed Platyus lay eggs yo. HE’S A FURRY LIL FLAT FOOT WHO’LL NEVER FLINCH FROM THE FRAAAYAYAAYAYY. HE’S GOT MORE THAN JUST MAD SKILL HE’S GOT A BEAVER TAIL AND A BILL. AND THE WOMEN SWOON, WHENEVER THEY HEAR HIM SAAAAAAY 
mthr-ship: THE POWER OF THIS PHOTO NONE WILL EVER UNDERSTAND.!

The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves happy. The amount of work is the same.

Carlos Castaneda (via creatingaquietmind)
kayanicoblaze: Beautiful.

I’ve got my mind made up, and I won’t turn back, cause I want to see my Jesus someday <3

columbusdispatch: Nate Beeler, Columbus Dispatch
leftblankonpurpose: Two years he walks the earth.No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, ‘cause “the West is the best.” And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild.— Alexander Supertramp   May 1992