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New Hampshire/
Horses/
Engaged/
Photography/
Vet tech (student)/
Writing/
A little lost/
Over-thinker/
Loser/

idratherbewiththedogs:

Why yes, I do get to kiss this handsome face!

parralex0889:

willyciraptor:

thesassylorax:

cygnettoswan:

4gifs:

Hippo doesn’t have time for this

Hippo got shit to do.

Hippo got swimming to do.

Hippo got shit to do and places to be

ain’t nobody fuck with hippo

parralex0889:

willyciraptor:

thesassylorax:

cygnettoswan:

4gifs:

Hippo doesn’t have time for this

Hippo got shit to do.

Hippo got swimming to do.

Hippo got shit to do and places to be

ain’t nobody fuck with hippo

prevethead:

There’s going to be a new baby quarter horse in town!
That little black spot in the center of the screen is my sister’s new horse. It’s finally coming together for her. We’re so excited that the vet even did a dance. We’ll be doing another ultrasound soon to check for a heartbeat. How on earth am I going to wait 11 months?!

prevethead:

There’s going to be a new baby quarter horse in town!

That little black spot in the center of the screen is my sister’s new horse. It’s finally coming together for her. We’re so excited that the vet even did a dance. We’ll be doing another ultrasound soon to check for a heartbeat. How on earth am I going to wait 11 months?!

origamirabbit:

CAT TATTOO compilation

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yaoidiot:

people who shower in under 5 minutes

  • ..
  • ..?
  • .?…??
  • how

saaaaaasha:

freida-b-frosty:

littlesapphireknight:

How to get into college in 1983: get good grades

How to get into college in 2013: get good grades, speak six languages, be a rocket scientist, and end world hunger

How to pay for college 1983: Work part time and summers. Maybe take out minimal loans. 

How to pay for college 2013: Which of your organs is the most valuable? 

What to do with your degree in 1983: work in your field
What to do with your degree in 2013: cry

frecklewhatmakesyousospecial:

Its been a lonely year.

I write songs about you all the time. I bet I don’t run through your mind.

I’ve given up on you.