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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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we're not kids anymore.

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One Nice Bug Per Day
Misplaced Lens Cap
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trying on a metaphor
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$LAYYYTER

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Apparently today is Loving Day, named after Richard and Milford Loving, the interracial couple whose lawsuit against the state of Virginia resulted in interracial marriage becoming legal in the United States. And so this day was made as a holiday for interracial relationships. I think that's very cool and deserves a tumblr post. Happy Loving Day to everyone in interracial relationships!
Photographs of the Lovings by Villet Grey
i really dont think a lot of u love trans women as much as you claim to
you love the idea of unquestioningly supporting us but actually doing it is just too hard for you
I'm gonna go ahead and say it because at this point, it's inexcusable and getting quite fucking ridiculous;
If you're still posting about stupid fucking HP, in any fucking capacity at all, just go ahead and kill yourself.
Literally kill yourself. It's over for you, just give it up and kill yourself. Kill yourself. Fucking kill yourself. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die.
i was abandoned as a baby & raised by a wild pack of cigarettes
i'm not a lesbian as far as i know and i already have a wife but thanks tumblr
man what did i click on that tumblr thinks im gay
the sign in button?
#Please little bird
I love that the modern-day tumblr post equivalent of chain emails only requires me to reblog a relatively pleasant image instead of forward an email to a bunch of my friends and family members to quell my raging anxiety.
Itâs a win win. I get a bit of hope, you get a cute birb photo
Itâs a win win. I
get a bit of hope, you get
a cute birb photo
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Once when I was in undergrad, someone described something as âproblematicâ in class and our professor was like, âThatâs cool, but âproblematicâ doesnât really mean anything. It means that the thing youâre describing has a problem, and in and of itself thatâs not bad. Art, especially, should always have problems, or else itâs not interesting and not art, either. It sounds like youâre trying to say that this is bad, but you donât want to say âbad.â Is that right?â
So from then on whenever one of us called something problematic, he would make us talk it out until we could name the âbadâ thing we were hinting at. In this particular class, 7/10 it was some type of oppression, and the remainder was like, âIâm uncomfortable because this is very new/confusing/pushing boundaries that made me feel safe.â
Once we stopped calling things âproblematicâ and stopping at that, class got way more interesting and... we all had to say, like, âthatâs racistâ or âthatâs misogynisticâ or âew capitalism grossâ out loud, which a lot of us had never done in a classroom before. Or we had to be like, âUhhh... Iâm not sure whatâs so bad?â and confront our own beliefs and that was maybe even more useful.
Anyway. Whenever I see the word problematic, I canât help but think of this professor being like, âGood starting point, now letâs get specific.â I think when we have to commit to saying âthatâs ___â it requires a lot more careful thought about the truth and impact and complexities of whatever weâre claiming. Sometimes there really is some bullshit afoot, and also sometimes itâs art, and it should be full of problems, because thatâs what art is.
being cooked: bad
getting roasted: bad
getting spitroasted: good
getting baked: good
getting fried: good
getting grilled: usually neutral but often unpleasant
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the online identity and gimmick-ifying of autism is so odd. I'm diagnosed with autism and yet I barely identify with any stuff I see about it anymore. It feels like autism is being rebranded as the Silly Guy Disorder that gives you smart and beautiful hyperspecific interests. it's not that I mind silly jokes or being lighthearted about being autistic- but when the entire social movement is based around marketing us this way, I just can't help but feel isolated from it. it feels like I'm not the right kind of autistic. I'm not marketable and digestible to common audiences, and therefore I am discarded by the movement in the name of progress and acceptance. it feels foul.
zionists die aspies die
The zionist associating with Nazi terminology.... I wonder why.
anon I want you to know that I am always thinking about this
A real page on the White House website
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âDo it scaredâ âdo it aloneâ are all great tips, but my biggest takeaway from therapy is do it messy. This is especially true if youâre getting out of a burnout, which I experience often. Literally just do it messy. You donât need to pick the perfect trail to walk, the perfect playlist to listen to, whatever the fuck it is. You donât need to have a meticulous to do list and wake up at the exact time you planned and drink the exact amount of water you planned to drink. Like the biggest thing for people like me to remember is sometimes itâs okay to do it messy. Put on a random yt workout and just get it done in sweats. Do 5 minutes of a daunting task and go from there. Sometimes just getting up is a win during intense burnouts or depressive funks. Literally just do it messy.
There's always a moment of intense cultural whiplash whenever I realize I'm talking to someone who thinks "legal" and "illegal" are meaningful categories and ascribes innate goodness to following the law. It's like meeting a space alien.
I just really appreciated this and wanted to share