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This campaign defies censorship in social media to raise awareness for early detection of breast cancer

iamanemotionaltimebomb

this is actually super fucking smartass of them

snake-lady

Reblogging as this is so important everyone! My mum had breast cancer and that shit is not nice so please check yourself ladies and gents! 💕💕💕

tkthegoddess

Always a reblog. 💋

lyra-invisa

I will forever reblog this when I see it because its so important

tainbocuailnge

forget everything anyone has ever told you on the matter the truest marker of adulthood is starting to hear the siren call of high quality kitchenware

tainbocuailnge

to be clear you SHOULD buy that cast iron pan and you SHOULD buy that knife set and you SHOULD buy that fancy rice cooker and you SHOULD buy that novelty mug. high quality kitchenware is always worth it you’re literally gonna be using that almost every day

augustdementhe

I just need a good pot, a good wok, TWO paring knives, TWO steak knives, and one Santoku style choppitychoppity.

That’s IT.

I ask for SO LITTLE.

rionsanura

Very helpfully, there is someone keeping track of which high-quality kitchenware has been enshittified and which hasn’t.

https://ledger.worseonpurpose.com/

augustdementhe

Oh HELL yes.

stimman3000

phyrexia

Soup

laszlos-deactivated20250927

Hot hot soup

catwithbenefits

fuck if it’s this easy why do they close the goddamn road for like five months shit

oppa-homeless-style

all outta soub :(

czechs-and-holdings-deactivated

I work for the road crew in the summer. Crack sealing (the process you see above) is fairly quick and simple. (Though holding a hose that pumps literal tons of 350F tar into the road in the middle of the summer is NOT easy)

I think what a lot of people underestimate is just how much road there is in your city. And just how many directions the crew gets pulled.

For our city of around 50k people there are 8 of us.

Also, crack sealing is a wholly temporary measure, meant to slow the break-up of the roads, it’s not a permanent fix.

Roads tend to get closed for months on end because we have to tear the whole thing up, then, depending on the class of road, we either have to hammer-drill into concrete to lay rebar and the pour concrete, or we can get straight to paving. If it’s a road requiring concrete we’re required to wait at least 24 hours for it to set.

So after 2 days we’re finally able to pave. But the city allocates one (two if we’re lucky) 5 ton truck to transport material.

A relatively short paving job requires at a minimum of 60 tons. So that’s 12 trips to the asphalt factory and back. Each ton is around $80.

TL;DR

There’s a lot of road, not many of us, and soup is expensive.

magnumpicactus-deactivated20230

Leave the soup men alone.

princessofbadassery

Leave the soup men alone, and go vote for people who will pay for more soup and more soup people

sephythespooky

also be careful in workzones and obey speed signs and other directions. Soup men deserve respect and deserve to go home safe ;o;

matineaux-deactivated20260222

kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

hi-im-ryn

asidewalksymphony

UPDATE! They found the original photo!

darthpseudonym

I think it's important to specify that it's not just Seb Stan as Jesus, it's specifically Bucky Barnes, the Winter Soldier as Jesus.

animentality

background-character-341

For all its faults Tumblr has truly ruined all other social media for me because my friends all have Instagram and are all trying to get me on Instagram more but every time I open Instagram there are like fifteen things screaming for my attention and when I get over myself long enough to start scrolling it's like. Where is my chronological dash. Where is the following-only option. Who are these people. Why are there so many videos. Everyone is screaming at me. And then before I know it I'm thirty minutes into scrolling and I haven't seen a single thing that I actually care about. At least on Tumblr when I see stuff I don't care about I know someone I follow has found a new interest.

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

HUGE fan of trees growing in places they should not reasonably be able to

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

upside down

sideways

out of a rock

upside down in a freakin LAKE

out of an Indiana courthouse

out of ANOTHER

GODDAMN

TREE

none of that is a reasonable expectation!!!

flygutzz

i like trees

nerdygaymormon

dunkthebiscuit

This is why Pride is not just a party. It's a joyful celebration, but it's also a pointed and colourful two-finger salute to a world that stood back whilst so many of us died. And we'll never go quietly, never again.

some-stars

i wish there were more ways to communicate to people under ~30 the scale of what the aids epidemic was like before antiretrovirals, the numbers (both absolute and relative) of people who died, and kept dying, every day for years and years and years, because it's very hard to truly understand looking back from today if you aren't actively seeking out understanding. the photo above of the choir is one thing that works well, as is this piece from 1987 by fran lebowitz.

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish.

I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond.

Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.

yellow-hatco

Reblogged again for this drawing I made for it

221b-hound

Give us room to grow and see how we flourish.

idonthavepurplehair

Something something Eva Stratt who has quite literally all the choices in the world and will spend the rest of her life being punished for it. Something something Ryland Grace who had literally no choices at all and will be hailed a hero for the rest of time

isntmoney

just saw a fancomic of grace realizing stratt took his appendix while his shipping label was printing and the comments were theorizing what else she took: his tonsils, wisdom teeth, gallbladder… like DAMN she robbed tf out of him