I’m obsessed with this meticulous dog grooming youtube channel and all of their video titles

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we're not kids anymore.
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noise dept.

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I’m obsessed with this meticulous dog grooming youtube channel and all of their video titles
An anthropologist who spoke to us in uni told me when she first came to Australia from the US she thought she was in a gay cafe because of how many men were having coffee together and that in America guys just wouldn't do that until her friend said "uh no men don't have to be gay to drink coffee with each other"
Private blogging, it’s a vibe. But some innermost thoughts deserve to be just that: inner. Very, very inner. Now, imagine the perfect complementary app to this one (hellsite). With absolute encryption (for superior secrecy levels), an allowance of thirty photos per entry (for all the moments), even email and text integration (text yourself whenever you feel like it). Yeah, that’s what this is:
Day One (not a hellsite) has joined our family at Automattic. That means Day One (not a hellsite) has joined your family,Tumblr. And that means the universe is telling you to try journaling.
There’s no such thing as cringe in a private journal; it’s all just ~intimacy~. And checking in with yourself in a solo space that looks nice and feels nice. With zero chance of your secrets, the Story of You, or your WIPs reaching other readers unless, or until, you want them to. (No, really. It’s all utterly encrypted.)
Try it out, and never accidentally post something wildly personal on main again. (You’re free to keep doing it on purpose here, though.)
Staff straight up telling us to stop posting our cringe opinions on their fail hellsite
Tateishi Tetsuomi - Spring, 1973.
立石鐵臣「春」1973年
Lala-Tulpan mosque
Ufa, Bashkortostan, Russia
https://www.instagram.com/p/CKYn6P2JBKb/?igshid=1cv7l5rucen7s
Sylwia Górak — Girls with the Mirror (oil on canvas, 2010)
Naomi Elizabeth - I Have Got Your Password (2013)
computers made for cats look like cats
Minerua Britanna or A garden of heroical deuises - Henry Peacham - 1612 - via The Folger Library
…. her fuckin MIND
IM SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS
Meester met de Papegaai, Detail of The Suicide of Lucretia, 1525
i am obsessed with the idea of an article about an american artist being written the way american journalists write about foreign artists
As we sit down to chat, I am struck by the Americanness of his features (he looks like he has 64 teeth instead of 32) and demeanor (he is charmingly obnoxious). He is sporting a purple and gold synthetic fabric shirt. “LeBron James,” he says, hand on his chest, “love that dude.” [A/N LeBron James is a player from a local basketball team called The Los Angeles Lakers] – it is not uncommon, even to this day, for Americans to retain old-fashioned values and beliefs such as sport idolatry. His American accent is very thick, almost unintelligible, but his humorous nature transcends any language barrier, at least until we delve into the topic of his tragic childhood. “We had no bidet,” he admits, his blushing cheeks betraying his embarrassment, “and we used to eat frozen croissants and store-bought ragù bolognese.” He looks somber now, the ancestral sorrow visible on his American face. “It was just really hard,” he says after a short pause, tears now welling in his eyes, “to grow up without the privilege of underage smoking and tramways like all the European kids.”
real heads know Body Ritual Among the Nacirema (1956) did it first
there should be a slur for people who like raw tomatoes