Bethlehem Steel Corporation, Baltimore, Maryland, 1935, Margaret Bourke-White
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Bethlehem Steel Corporation, Baltimore, Maryland, 1935, Margaret Bourke-White
this is a foundational text to me i can’t believe it hasn’t even cracked 4k retweets
well i'll just go ahead and get it out of the way : good morning. i know that's what you sick tuesday freaks want to hear..........
walking down the street and saw someone walking the other direction with a pig in a harness and leash and I stupidly asked, "is that a pig?" and he replied, "I sure hope it is, it was a pig when I left the house"
It's spring now which means the kids in my city have started drawing hopscotches on the sidewalk and as a rule I do every hopscotch I see because 1. Use it or lose it (ability to scotch) and 2. If a child got down on the hardscrabble streets of Boston Massachusetts to draw a scotch the least I can do is use it, but in doing the hopscotches, I've learned that about 50% of them are the typical 8-10 step scotch and the other 50% are. Somewhat avant-garde. And of course I'm not vetting the entire scotch before I start it so sometimes it's like haha 8 steps woo! Childlike whimsy! And sometimes they're 20 steps or 30 or they've got a section with three squares instead of two where you have to do a little Charleston to step on all three, or, memorably, FORTY one foot squares. A full BLOCK of jumping on one foot but I'm no quitter so once I've started Jigsaw Junior's fuckin hopscotch gauntlet I'm there til the end just a daily pot smoker in her thirties jumping kasa-obake style through an affluent suburb while some little proto-kennedy watches from his bedroom window rubbing his sadistic little third grade hands together and cackling. It's amazing. I love spring.
In an ancient forest, shallow pools reflect not the trees above, but a luminous city of elsewhere.
Daft Punk is playing at my house #myhouse.
tip: if you wake up on time and then lie in bed unmoving for 20 minutes you will no longer be on time
the “PowerPoint night” was a kind of early twenty-first century literary salon fashionable among the youth of the period
TIMOTHY OLYPHANT AT LATE NIGHT WITH SETH MEYERS -- September 25, 2025
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where's that post about how when you're hungover you start talking to yourself like a mayor might address the town after a natural disaster. "we will rebuild" and so on
do not start gambling. go outside and locate a bug. now post it on inaturalist. bam. nature's gacha game
#id do this if it didnt doxx my location
inat has options for this! for each observation you upload, you can choose to keep the location public, not to disclose location at all, or to obscure it.
i'm a fan of the obscured option bc it shows the general area but not the exact coordinates, which allows for region-specific species ids without doxxing you. according to the inat help page it picks a random point within a 500km radius.
i really hate the way the "boobs vs butt" thing got broken down into this implicit idea that butt is the nobler stance. it's really stupid. personally im a woman guy. [realizes how that sounds] [purses my lips in thought] [nods confidently] im a woman guy
we must protect the sanctity of divorce
Oh what's that? You only read books with lots of "spice" in them? Well then I've got a great one for you, practically the whole plot revolves around "spice". Ahem. In the week before the departure to Arrakis,
“everyone is mad at me and they just won’t tell me” —> “no one has said anything about being mad at me and i haven’t done anything to warrant being mad at so if someone is silently fuming about me and not saying anything that’s their problem and actually quite weird of them and i can effortlessly move on with my life”
this took SUCH a huge deal of unlearning because, like so many of you, i came out of a home where being quietly in trouble WAS the default state, and i DID grow up not just with the assumption but borderline religious conviction that Everyone Is Mad At Me, I Am Bad, I Must Exist In A Constant State of Attempting to Pacify The Natural Rage I Inspire In Everyone. and no it actually turns out that my family are the freaks . and yours are too