(Feel free to share and use hopebird, it belongs to rubicon-art)
sometimes, when life gets particularly sad or hard, i remind myself that my leopard gecko begs at the glass when i’m ripping paper towels and then runs to the top of his log in anticipation of me putting a bit there because he likes to spoon with it
someone wanted to see what he looks like when i’m about to give him the paper towel
behold a baby lizard attempting to contain a joy too large for his tiny body
sometimes i really want to explore abandoned places but then i remember that i sprint out of rooms after i turn the lights off
*breaks a glass bottle* who wants to fight *accidentally cuts someone* oh my god are you ok
this post is so canadian
i live in texas
you’re definitely Canadian
IM NOT FUCKING CANADIAN
One of us, one of us.
WHATS GOING ON
ONE OF US, ONE OF US.
ONE OF US. ONE OF US.
IM GOING TO CRY SOMEONE JUST GOT CANADIANIZED
who needs swag when you have class
I THINK I LOST A FOLLOWER FOR THIS
THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE AGAINST CLASSICAL MUSIC I’LL RAM MY TROMBONE SO FAR UP YOUR HOOHAH WHEN SOMEONE EATS YOU OUT THEY’LL BE ABLE TO PLAY THE SOLO FROM SIBELIUS’S SYMPHONY IN C
i need this framed on my wall