Giraffe! :D
A two-headed albino Honduran milk snake is shown in Ridge Manor, Florida. Snake of this species are normally orange and black. Daniel Parker, a University of Central Florida biologist, says two-headed snakes have been documented to live as long as 20 years in captivity. But with two brains giving commands to a single body, Parker says the snake would have a difficult time surviving in the wild.
Picture: Sunshineserpents.com, Daniel Parker/AP (via Pictures of the day: 2 November 2011 - Telegraph)
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Well…
I don’t really know what to say.
I’ve been away from tumblr for quite a while, and quite a lot of shit has gone down.
I can’t elaborate any more than that, I just can’t.
Honestly, tumblr and all my other blogs seem kind of useless now. I don’t have the space to take hours writing down all my thoughts on here anymore, I don’t have all the thoughts to write down anymore, because my thoughts have to be my own now, the shit that has gone down has ended up censoring me. I no longer have anything to write that people can read.
What can I honestly say?
I wish that things were different. Not completely different, just different.
I wish that she hadn’t done what she did, because this is her fault, not mine. No one can expect me to just forget about it, it’s not possible.
I wish that I wasn’t so scared, so young, so unbelievably and horribly affected by all of this, but I am and I can’t do anything about it.
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she’s so proud. I would be too.
Trolling. You’re doing it right.
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D’awwwwwww ><
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So I’ve been packing…
Packing is delightfully boring.
“Delightfully boring? How can it be delightfully boring?” I hear you cry.
Well, the thing is that all I’ve really been doing recently is staying indoors, with several cups of tea, while I throw things in boxes and bags.
It’s just that, while throwing things out potentially hurts the hoarder side of me, it’s actually pretty cathartic, which is nice, I guess.
Also, there’s still packing to be done, but that’s okay. It’s my mother’s job to stress about it, not me (even if it is only six days until we move).
Also, even though I’ve just eaten my dinner, I know that there is a lonely sandwich in the fridge, and no one will care if it goes missing…
I’m probably going to eat that bitch.
Also, Bambi needs to hurry the hell up and get to mine already, because Tom is here and I’m feeling like a third wheel.
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