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I know we’re all pretty down rn so here, have some cute pics of svalbard reindeer

byk23:

iesika:

plaguekitten:

pocketplant:

steinbit:

it’s the smallest subspecies of reindeer on the planet and it loves you

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the svalbard reindeer is also the northernmost herbivore in the world, and during winter they survive an average of −16°C (3°F) weather

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look at those small fluffy ears and kind eyes, the reindeer is cheering you all on to stay strong in these trying times 

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just like the arctic winter, this too shall pass

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the svaldbard reindeer proves that even under the most extreme of circumstances, life finds a way. so please, please keep on fighting

this baby doesn’t see full sunrise for like six months out of the year and it’s still kickin

@munindatter

If these cuties are the northernmost reindeer that means they’re the Santa ones

@edge-o-matic look! the cold version of the ravenpudu

definitelynotclayface:

a-timeless-classic:

slavery:

Not enough people named WOLFGANG these days smh what’s with that

I had an uncle named Wolfgang but he’s a goat does that count

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teavibes:

I want to wake up and smell the cold forest air, I want to feel the soft moss under my bare feet as I sip tea. I don’t want to worry about what time it is or whats going to happen next. I just want to be.

groovian-whovian:

spinningrims:

i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls

Never don’t reblog this.
There are so many people who have such bad anxiety about phone calls.
This can save so many lives

Things I Need:

sufferingforsanity:

1. An orgasm
2. Attention
3. $50,000

mintyton:

the-starstruck-prince:

mintyton:

Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.

Are you okay???

My cat stole my fuckign garlic bread