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xthegirlwithkaleidoscopeeyesx:

The story of Britches:
1. Britches is stolen from his mother as an infant
2. Kept in a research lab at the University of California, Riverside with a sonar device attached to his head. It kept making a screeching sound that caused Britches to go insane. His body shuddered neurotically, and he kept having fits.
3. Members of the ALF break in and rescue Britches (along with hundreds of other animals).
4. Veterinary specialist Dr. Ned Buyukmihci removes the device to find that Britches eyes had been sown shut without anesthesia.
5. Britches is bathed, fed and cared for daily, and slowly becomes normal again.
6. At last, he is adopted by a real mother.

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fignewton69:

owldude:

realmonstrosities:

Lampreys must have one of the most famous mouths in the world.

Even if you’ve never seen it before, you’ve probably seen it. In the dark. With your eyes closed.

aborable

fuk no..

vagina dentada.

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thatsonofamitch:

Everyone go home, stop making music, stop whatever you’re doing.
This guy wins

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I don’t care if you drink, smoke, claim straight edge, have lots of sex, have no sex, believe in god, believe in aliens, believe in nothing, eat meat, eat no meat, are vegan, or even like anything I like. Just be cool with me, and I’ll be cool with you.

this.

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so in a dumb rage yesterday, with a mixture of pain and frustation, i went ape shit crazy on my boyfriend. total bitch status. in the midst of everything and being an emotional wreck, i thought this would be our first fight. in the 3 months we have been together, there hasn’t been one single fight. i have a tendency of losing it and i’ve lost so many people because of it.

anywho, he never lost composure. in a whirlwind of emotions, he never yelled at me. he never called me a single name, which i thoroughly believed i deserved. instead, he showed up to my mother’s house, where i was hanging out after an anxious visit with the doctor. and as he showed up, i noticed a bag. he then took out a stuffed bunny, gave it to me, and hugged me. i couldn’t help but to be overjoyed. after many i love you’s and i’m sorry’s i realized that if he could still love me after the way i acted towards him, we could make it through anything.

as for the bunny having so much meaning, i’ve always wanted a pet bunny. he wasn’t able to get me a real one, so he said that that would do for now. it meant so much to me that he cared so much. even after i yelled at him and treated him horribly, he still made it a point to go out of his way to make me smile. it was the most unselfish thing i have ever witnessed from someone i was dating.

in every other relationship, i was always second best. or third. or fourth. never once did i feel like i was of major importance. i supported ex boyfriends, have been cheated on, abused, and have been made to feel less than i was. and most of my ex girlfriends were the same way. but this relationship is so much different.

i have seen him every single day for 4 months and we still miss each other the second we leave. he counts down the minutes until he can see me and i never want to leave his arms. he’s always there for me and deals with my mood swings. i love this kid so much and i truly don’t deserve him. but i honestly believe he was meant for me. and i could not be any happier.

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