"My mum’s friend came round today and I took her into my bedroom to see my rats. When she saw them she pointed to my hairless boy and said "Ew that one’s got no hair!" So I turned around and said "He said he’d rather have no hair than have that much over his lip."
REBLOG AND SEE IF YOU GET A COLOR.
PURPLE: I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
YELLOW: I wish we were friends in real life.
RED: I love you with a burning passion.
GREY: I wish we’d talk more.
TURQUOISE: I would hug you if we met
PINK: I love your blog it’s one of my favourites
TEAL: We have a lot in common.
BLUE: You are my tumblr crush.
ORANGE: I don’t like your blog.
WHITE: MARRY ME PLEASE.
GREEN: I think you’re cute.
CORAL: I think you’re beautiful
BLACK: I would date you.
BROWN: I don’t like you.
Rue Hippolyte Maindron. The studio of Alberto GIACOMETTI, Swiss painter & sculptor. 1960 © Rene Burri/Magnum Photos
That moment when she almost completely stops running is the moment she knew it’d all end there. Poor dogs…
what disgusts me is the fact you’re only interested in the fucking dogs
Human beings kill each other all the time. Dogs don’t. Dogs get killed by human beings.