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this is my greatest enemy, hes so mean and taps my windows and swoops at my dog and gets NO bitches (he attempted to give a stick to a female and she threw it on the ground and flew away)

that’s just how male cardinals are

Feelings tonight

ok wait, reblog if you’ve cried at least once because of math, doesn’t matter which grade i’m trying to prove something 

I love fiyero in spite of myself,but in terms of gelphiyero I see them as that throuple from Caleb Gallo. Remember them? The lesbian college advisors that are also dating that guy named Mike and they're like "we don't have sex with him as often as we do each other,but we love him and he is a part of this relationship"

Lana Del Ray: “will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful?”

Twelve: “Clara Oswald, you will never look any different to me”

@broomnbubbleinc is this what you had in mind

(from this post)

ref under the cut

just read the line "none houses, left grief"..... now fully on board with the plan to kill God

After shoving Hansel in the oven, the witch turns to Gretel - who is currently fending the witch off with a gingerbread chair - and says:

“I can’t believe you thought a trail of breadcrumbs would save you. I mean, honestly, this is a forest! It’s full of animals. Honestly, the very idea that a dumb shit like you thought you could get the better of me is absurd.”

Gretel hits her in the face with said chair. To be fair to the witch, she takes the chairshot like a champ.

“Ow!”

“Did you know,” says Gretel, “that crows are capable of facial recognition?”

“Eh?” Says the witch, clambering to her feet and pulling a candy cane sledgehammer off the wall. “What’s that got to do with anything?”

“Not only that,” Gretel continues, “but they can remember both friends and enemies. And they’ll often follow people they remember as friends.”

The two fence with their sugared weapons for a moment, before the witch knocks the chair out of Gretel’s hands.

“Enough with the bird facts! Honestly, this whole attempted escape has been utter clownshoes. Get in the fucking oven!”

She seizes Gretel by the collar. Gretel immediately sandbags, letting her whole body go limp. This eminently practical defense forces the witch to try and deadlift her. Which is hard, as the witch often skips leg day.

“For example,” Gretel says, as the witch struggles and grunts, “if you feed crows a lot of breadcrumbs, they’ll probably start to see you as a friend and follow you in the hope of more food.”

The witch stops. Outside, she hears the thunder of wings.

“They’ll even bring you shiny things they find as presents!” Says Gretel, as a corner of the gingerbread ceiling is suddenly cut away by a large crow with a knife in its mouth.

“Oh shitballs.” Says the witch, as the crows descend. “I hope you know this is a great unkindness.”

“Technically,” Says Gretel, “It’s a murder.”

I will always love how Mr. angry eyebrows took the time to lay a blanket down and cover her up to make her as comfy as possible. ^-^

Last timeloop I gave you my heart....