imsecretslime:
That is not funny
That is not cute
It is animal abuse
RABBITS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO EAT PANCAKES
RABBITS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE COATED IN PANCAKE SYRUP
Why the fuck do you think rabbits who get coated in oil die? It’s for the same goddamn reason.
You idiots can have all the chuckles you want over the fact that that poor animal is “living the dream” but I hope you also know that it probably died from that.
And if you still find it funny then I genuinely do not want to associate with you and can only wish upon you the most the most painful and awful death imaginable.
I just want to point out that no one is forcing the rabbit into the pancakes
No one pushed them in the damn thing
In fact it fully appears to be eating them by its own damn self
calm the hell down, pancakes is not the damn same as pancakes
Its just a rabbit making a mistake and it’s fucking funny
It’s not animal cruelty unless someone was holding that rabbit at gunpoint
fucking christ
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Oh no! Chara you might have gone a bit to far...

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oiaoe:
writing-prompt-s:
On everyone’s 18th birthday they receive a letter from their future selves. Some receive long messages about their future lovers or messages about changes they would have made. Yours contains nothing but a small list of locations and the words, “NEVER VISIT”.
“You’d think I would know myself better than this,” you say, typing the first set of coordinates into your GPS.
At every location you find someone. The same person. you two become rivals before you find that they recieved a similar letter. After being rivals for so long you two realize that you love each other. You are now elderly with your spouse writing a letter to your younger self. If you remember correctly you were a hotheaded child who refused to listen to any kind of authority. knowing this you write down every location you encountered your spouse and told yourself not to visit knowing fully well you would.