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whisped:

untitled by skyelaaa on Flickr.
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whisped:

“ by chunichiu on Flickr.
spanish and italian: "So THESE words are feminine and THESE words are masculine, and you ALWAYS put an adjective AFTER the noun. "
french: "haha i dont fuckin know man just do whatever "
german: "LET'S ADD A NEUTRAL NOUN HAHA "
english: "*shooting up in the bathroom* "
gaelic: "the pronounciation changes depending on the gender and what letter the word starts and ends with and hahah i dont even know good fucking luck "
polish: "here have all of these consonants have fun "
japanese: "subject article noun article verb. too bad there's three fucking alphabets lmao hope your first language isn't western "
welsh: "sneeze, and chances are you've got it right. idfk "
chinese: "here's a picture. draw it. it means something. it can be pronounced three different ways. these twenty other pictures are pronounced the same but have very different meanings. godspeed. "
arabic: "so here's this one word. it actually translates to three words. also pronouns don't really exist. the gender is all in the verb. have fun! "
latin: "here memorize 500 charts and then you still dont know what the fuck is happening "
sign language: "If you move this sign by a tenth of an inch, you'll be signing "penis""
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oix:


untitled by mamitan on Flickr.
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sunflower-hills:

F1000037 by WHATYOURSØULSINGS on Flickr.
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whisped:

In the eye of the forest by emilyharriet on Flickr.
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whisped:

untitled by bird o’blivion on Flickr.
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ochabang:

untitled by *dapple dapple on Flickr.
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gone-at-sea:

bike@hikawadai by ogino.taro on Flickr.
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teaandfivesugars:
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nostalgic-dreaming:

untitled by bellalee, on Flickr.
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flowersin:

Green x Nature blog(❁‿❁)
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tractionism:

The Wand’s Location (by E||iot Michael Fairhurst)
I am conscious about myself and everything, and then suddenly, or slowly, my conscious fades out. Switches off. And it’s not existing, and that’s a marvelous feeling. That from existing, I am not existing. And at that moment, nothing can happen to me.
written by Ingmar Bergman (via unbloom)

(Source: rabbitinthemoon, via merede)