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I LOVE MORNINGGLORIES!!
we’re appropriating the exonym used to describe us and changing its status to endonym only
no2 is the most consistent drug I have ever used. same thing every time. I see spinning lights at the peak. on the way down, I experience a deep sense of calm and purpose. I invariably start scrubbing dishes or sweeping the floor - it feel so good to exist in teh world in the present moment
dosing is so silly because every other drug is like
recommended doses:
thc 5 - 10 mg
dph 25 mg
clonazepam 0.25 - 1 mg
and then you get to no2 and it's like, I took 64000 mg and that's, like, a normal amount. a little bit on the low side if anything. normally I might take 200000 mg (200 g) for a big soul-finding trip.
Tonight I took 64 g, which is 8 carts, and then I felt like stopping. I got to a good place and decided to stay there. I'm a lot better at being mindful of my use than i was 5 years ago. progress :)
so you’ve turned to Good. Decided to do good. (maybe balance out the evil.) Do you forgive yourself?
1. no. always carry it with you.
2. yes. you aren’t that person any more. shame is a fetter (a ball and chain.) now that you have re-molded yourself into a person who does good, you want to be as effective as possible. remove the fetter.
did I ever tell you I used to like, kill insects? When I was a child I mean. My parents beat on me, so I beat on bugs to feel powerful. I was a evil fucking monster. I killed so many Boxelder bugs with a magnifying glass age, I think, 10 to 14 that I have a permanent dark spot in my vision from where the concentrated sunlight damaged my eyes
well, that wasn’t very cheerful! Back to our regularly scheduled programming.
There’s like, a galaxy of sparkling stars orbiting the dark spot in my vision
I wish I could send you folks screenshots of the back of my closed eyelids. Shit’s getting wild in here
let’s fucking bang it
as far as mental disorders go, you could do worse than substance use disorder. (I know, I know, it has a high mortality rate) but the good times are pretty good
and the closed eye visuals start spinning
ohhhhhh i just remembered
i love NO2
The opposite of “the elephant in the room” is “the centipede in the room”: something that’s not actually an issue but everyone is freaking out about
AI automation is great. Instead of spending 3 hours on my task, I can spend 3 hours fiddling with Claude's configuration and then 3 hours on my task
Video of a crab where nothing happens
snakes really make you appreciate how gross mammals really are. squamates are very dry and clean
a bird is a kind of reptile that has learned to be yucky.
as a teen, i was constantly harassed by adults enforcing ''dress codes'' on me. I very much experienced this as sexual harassment. I think this is one of many cases where people would more easily understand this as sexual harassment if I described it as if it happened to an adult.
imagine being on your lunch break, and your supervisor comes over to your table, tells you to stand up in front of everyone. they draw everyone's attention to your thighs. they tell you that you have broken the dress code because of the length of your shorts. they tell you to go change (so you do not get the rest of your lunch break). they do this every single day at lunch. every day. so you read the whole dress code front and back, and you choose your clothing carefully to not break it. you bring a cloth tape measure with you to work because they will not believe you. this time when your supervisor tells you that you're breaking dress code, you pull out your tape measure and show that you are within the limit. your supervisor says "I bet you wouldn't want me to bring you to the boss and let him measure it, would you?" it's clearly a threat: if you don't obey then you will be put alone in a room with your boss and he will touch your thighs. you don't know how to respond. you're taken out of lunch again.
this was my experience at school. replace supervisor with "teacher" and boss with "principal." this was sexual harassment. fuck dress codes.
Got kicked out of the house. She said she wanted to do petplay. so I said, “Ruh roh raggy, rime rumming!”