The Beatles Strawberry Fields
The Beatles
Strawberry Fields

whismical:

strawberry fields - the beatles

sunworldstories:

drug-st0re:

byron130:

18.05.2014I learned yesterday that when you see a bee on the ground that isn’t moving, it’s not necessarily dead, it’s probably just dead tired from carrying lots of pollen and needs re-energising. So if you mix a tiny bit of water with some sugar and let it drink it will give it the boost it needs to continue on its way. Bizarrely, this exact thing happened today! I found a knackered bee, mixed up some sugar water, gave it a drink and watched it guzzle and guzzle then suddenly come back to life. It was amazing! Thank you patrick, it was an excellent tip that i’ll never forget and will continue to pass on to others!

boost this because look bEES ARE DYING AND WE REALLY NEED TO HELP THEM!!!!!!

Help them, sweetlings!
"Listen up forefathers
I’m not your son
You better save the country
You better pass the flask
You better join the army
I said no thank you dear old Uncle Sam"

Who Needs You

-The Orwells

"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect."
Anaïs Nin (via feellng)

castiel-is-wonderful:

sionainnlindsay:

castiel-is-wonderful:

WAIT HOLD THE FUCK UP

IS ‘MRS’ JUST MR’S 

LIKE BELONGING TO MR

OMG

Mr comes from the French monsieur, which I think literally translates as ‘my lord’ and basically just means master, and Mrs comes from maistre which is the feminine form of master, so actually—for once—no.

This was an extremely relevant comment and I thank you for educating me 

Oscar de la Renta R.I.P
July 22, 1932~October 20, 2014
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princessxxupland:

if you tell someone to stay gold and they don’t get the reference you start a rumble right they’re because they’re probably a fucking soc and you don’t need that kinda negativity in your life

"She’s the giggle at a funeral…"
Hozier, Take Me To Church (via introspectivepoet)
Hozier Take Me To Church
Hozier
Take Me To Church

Take me to church.

I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life