And to think at one point i hated the idea of tumblr. I will gladly admit that I was wrong.
This is where I share my love of mini doxie puppies, other random puppies, military men, movie quotes, anything and everything that has to do with Disney, lots of cuties quotes, etc.
Also, that "Nikki" person I constantly talk about on here is my best friend. There are many posts about her and there are more to come. Just a warning. :)
I love life, but I have some moments when I'm down in the dumps, just like any normal person. I try to stay positive though, and I hope I can encourage others to do the same.
When my sister was little, she had an imaginary friend called Jackie. One Sunday, my great aunt was over and my sister came in, announced to the room that Jackie fell down the stair and died, and left. My great auntie calmly looked up and said “how did she know about that?” Apparently, my great auntie had a little brother called Jack (her mother, who died a little before my sister was born, called him Jackie) and when he was 7, he fell down the stairs, banged his head and died.
(Source: gay4britney, via a-creepy-man-in-a-trenchcoat)
WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE?!??!??!
It’s quicksand. Quicksand is much thicker than water, which is why things sink so slowly. By that same logic, one can walk on its surface if you go fast enough and with little enough pressure, like skipping a stone on water.
THAT IS FANTASTIC
Non-Newtonian fluids, everyone.
As a child I believed that quicksand was going to be a much bigger problem in my life than it has turned out to be. Little did I know I could defeat it by simply waddling like a penguin.
Same here! The 80s gave me unrealistic expectations on how much quicksand I would encounter in my life.
Also it’s usually quite shallow. It’s safe enough for kids to play in where it occurs frequently.
My sister was just like “pretty little liars? Why not ugly tall honest people?” And like two minutes later she shouted Abraham Lincoln
(Source: eggnogvan, via memewhore)
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