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kuma-kami

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snowdaysforever

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theoldspaceevibes-deactivated20

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME

froborr

*clicks play in morbid curiosity*

*hammers reblog button*

chongoblog

I think I find this post every April Fools Day and I am so happy that I do

parsnippety

@the-nephelococcygian

the-nephelococcygian

🥸🎶

technologistrevolution

bumped into my neighbor who told me about how when she was mowing she found a praying mantis and while pointing it out to a another neighbor ran into a group of 4 men and also asked if they wanted to see and they enthusiastically agree

so, she takes them to see it and notices that these men are almost giddy over this bug so she starts asking questions and turns out they are from various African countries, are scientists travelling on some sort of research grant, and one of them in particular is specialist in insects and they were all just on their way to their Air B&B

like. Imagine you arrive in this foreign country to study its local bugs, you get off the plane and start walking to where you are staying, and some old lady stops you and is all "hey! Come look at our local bug!"

whenyavoguingfem

who is responsible for this chant 😂

pure

when i die i want this to be my eulogy

thablackrecluse-deactivated2020

“I GOT CRAMPS. IT’S MY TIME OF THE MONTH. I CAN’T STAND YOU, BITCH. I GOT CRAMPS. IT’S MY TIME OF THE MONTH. I CAN’T TAKE YOU, BITCH! I GOT CRAMPS. IT’S MY TIME OF THE MONTH. I DON’T SEE YOU, BITCH! I GOT CRAMPS. IT’S MY TIME OF THE MONTH. AYE, DON’T COME FOR ME, BITCH. I GOT CRAMPS. I GOT CRAMPS. I GOT CRAMPS. IT’S MY TIME OF THE MONTH, NOW. DON’T FUCK WIT ME… BITCH!”

wretchedly

relightthestars

Venice (Italy)

kushblazer666

sunflowerlovergirl

hatesaltrat

The road to the childrens’ hospital

@swedishfalcon-actual

enchantingsorceress

I hope this joke outlives the context that made it, leaving future generations baffled.

daftmooncretin

spock’s room decor is actually fucking bonkers. The weapons??? the big red velvet curtain??? like ok phantom of the opera go crazy.

for reference jim’s room has some photos and a plant so we can surmise this is uniquely a spock being a dramatic weirdo thing

pepperpup86

You are judging Spock’s room through human associations tastes. Remember, Vulcan blood is green and the planet Vulcan is red (Discovery even adds to this by showing red trees around Sarek’s property).

On Vulcan, red is the color of nature, so (assuming Vulcans even assign meaning to colors), red is likely a very calm and soothing color choice. Green is probably the Vulcan color of passion and/or danger.

From a Vulcan perspective, Spock’s room is a cozy cottage core with some historical knickknacks hung around.

Kirk’s green carpet, green plants, green lighting room is the Vulcan equivalent of a boudoir at best or blood-stained slaughterhouse at worst.

june-egbert-official

so what you're saying is Vulcan children's hospitals-

stephreynaart

Chinga La Migra

innerchildabortionclinic

Legendary

sunb1eeder

THE AI DUMPED HIM

sudaca-swag

they just keep creating new lows for incels lmao

adiabat

i’m not aromantic but i believe in their beliefs

adiabat

for me being bi has contributed a huge amount to noticing all the ways in which romance and friendship run together and i think in general people would benefit from recognizing that romance and friendship are socially constructed categories used to describe a vast, nebulous, and often overlapping range of feelings

asteroidtroglodyte

My way of parsing it:

Every Relationship is actually a specific, unique thing. We invented Shorthands, such as Friend or Husband, to help describe recurring motifs in Relationships. But. The labels are simplifications. They will always fail to adequately contain the entirety of the Relationship.

frothlad

The way I phrase it: No one outside of a relationship knows how it works on the inside.

This is in part because of the way models work; models are always incomplete simplifications of the real thing.

This is closely related to my other observation, which I phrase as "you can never know someone so completely that they cannot surprise you" but which is really "your model of someone else is necessarily incomplete".

But to loop back to both OPs: The relationship is more important than the label, because people are complicated and labels are simple. You should have the relationship anyway. We're social animals; be social.