We may have our differences, but nothingβs more important than family. Coco (2017) dir.Β Lee Unkrichβ
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We may have our differences, but nothingβs more important than family. Coco (2017) dir.Β Lee Unkrichβ
im so glad discovering music is endlessΒ
there is so much hurt and sadness inside of me and i have no idea how to control it anymore
from the bottom of my fucking heart. how are we supposed to live under these conditions.
Please stop asking me how Iβm doing, I have no idea, Iβm actually trying to ignore it
"The moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?"
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I wish someone wanted to hear me. Other than you.
Ok so this is not something I usually post about, but I'm a huge horse nerd IRL and also a horse gamer, and there's been a real lack of good horse games (that are also engaging for adults) on the market over the last decade, BUT many are in development. A couple days ago a demo for Horses of Hoofprint Bay was released, and I've been playing it so much I LOVE it. Doing a bit of shameless promo bc 1) I want everyone to know about this and 2) I want to help the devs get publicity I mean just look at this!
In the yard overview in our game, horses are quite tiny. That won't stop us from making them as adorable as we possibly can π€ Sign up here to hear more very soon: forms.gle/JzRJocMJvGsT... [image or embed]β thogli studios π΄ Wishlist Horses of Hoofprint Bay (@thoglistudios.com) October 22, 2025 at 3:48 PM
The demo is completely free and I would recommend it to anyone looking for a cozy barn management game with cute animations and realistic horse behavior even if you're not a big horse person I would recommend checking it out, sharing this post, following the devs on bluesky or instagram (they aren't on tumblr as far as I'm aware.) It would do a huge difference for the devs, as it's a passion project made by two people and engagement is everything! They're aiming for release later this year. I'm so excited and the wait is almost unbearable the demo can be found here Horses of Hoofprint Bay Demo on Steam
being weird together is a love language
I have been thinking a lot about what a cancer diagnosis used to mean. How in the β80s and β90s, when someone was diagnosed, my parents would gently prepare me for their death. That chemo and radiation and surgery just bought time, and over the age of fifty people would sometimes just. Skip it. For cost reasons, and for quality of life reasons. My grandmother was diagnosed in her early seventies and went directly into hospice for just under a year β palliative care only. And often, after diagnosis people and their families would go away β theyβd cash out retirement or sell the house and go live on a beach for six months. Or theyβd pay a charlatan all their savings to buy hope. People would get diagnosed, get very sick, leave, and then weβd hear that they died.
And then, at some point, the people who left started coming back.
It was the children first. The March of Dimes and Saint Jude set up programs and my town would do spaghetti fundraisers and raffles and meal trains to support the family and send the child and one parent to a hospital in the city β and the children came home. Their hair grew back. They went back to school. We were all trained to think of them as the angelic lost and they were turning into asshole teens right in front of our eyes. What a miracle, what a gift, how lucky we are that the odds for several children are in our favor!
Adults started leaving for a specific program to treat their specific cancer at a specific hospital or a specific research group. Theyβd stay in that city for 6-12 months and then theyβd come home. We fully expected that they were still dying β or theyβd gotten one of the good cancers. What a gift this year is for them, weβd think. How lucky they are to be strong enough to ski and swim and run. And then they didnβt stop β two decades later they havenβt stopped. Not all of them, but most of them.
We bought those extra hours and months and years. We paid for time with our taxes. Scientists found ways for treatment to be less terrible, less poisonous, and a thousand times more effective.
And now, when a friend was diagnosed, the five year survival odds were 95%. My friend is alive, nearly five years later. Those kids who miraculously survived are alive. The adults who beat the odds are still alive. I grew up in a place small enough that you can see the losses. And now, the hospital in my tiny hometown can effectively treat many cancers. Most people donβt have to go away for treatment. They said we could never cure cancer, as it were, but we can cure a lot of cancers. We can diagnose a lot of cancers early enough to treat them with minor interventions. We can prevent a lot of cancers.
We could keep doing that. We could continue to fund research into other heartbreaks β into Long Covid and MCAS and psych meds with fewer side effects and dementia treatments. We could buy months and years, alleviate the suffering of our neighbors. That is what funding health research buys: time and ease.
Anyway, Iβm preaching to the choir here. But it is a quiet miracle whatβs happened in my lifetime.
Cystic fibrosis used to be a "disease of childhood" because people who had it rarely lived to be adults. Now it's considered a chronic illness.
I know I'm saying this as someone who's career largely depends on this, but: please, this is why we need basic science research. If you ever see a headline or snippet about something "ridiculous" that scientists are doing, you are being propagandized. You are being lied to. And it's in a way that aims to stop this progress.