when your anxiety is constant but you do a really good job of pretending it’s not there
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@billthelizard96
when your anxiety is constant but you do a really good job of pretending it’s not there
yesterday i went out w my grandma as always but we got home just in time before the storms and ?? i saw some rly weird clouds?? ive never seen them before?? and apparently no one else had bc everyone was taking pics of them?? it was weird bc one half of the sky was clear and blue, the other half was normal kinda blurry cloudy skies and right in the middle in a small patch were these cauliflower clouds like wtaf texas
cumulonimbus mammatus thats what they were and this is what they look like
Mammatus, also known as mammatocumulus (meaning “mammary cloud”),[1][2] is a meteorological term applied to a cellular pattern of pouches hanging underneath the base of a cloud. The name mammatus is derived from the Latinmamma (meaning “udder” or “breast”).
titty clouds
take me down to the mammatus city where the skies are grey and the clouds have titties
some French words that Turkish spells logically
chateau -> şato
chauffeur -> şoför
habillé -> abiye
tableau -> tablo
saucisse -> sosis
ascenseur -> asansör
ampoule -> ampul
fréquence -> frekans
cirque -> sirk
framboise -> frambuaz
feutre -> fötr
jaquette -> ceket*
hôtel -> otel
cancer -> kanser
maquillage -> makyaj
phoque -> fok
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*the /dj/ sound is represented by the letter “c” in Turkish, whereas the letter “j” in Turkish represents the /zh/ sound more similar to the French “j”
and “ş” equals the “sh” sound
these words are pronounced exactly the same or almost exactly the same in Turkish as they are pronounced in French
Death flashed before my eyes
please may i have some coochie
is anyone else annoyed by the stereotype that young people’s phones are a loud and annoying device? because i have never heard anyone under 30 who doesn’t have their phone on vibrate. like 100% of the time if the marimba ringtone starts blaring it’s the older generations.
me pushing forward with my life even though i didn’t plan to live past the age of 21
im glad every incarnation of gladion has kept the most important aspect of his character
Arthritis
i feel like this would be a really good / agreeable pic if not for the bottom left
Straight Parents: We just want to decide when our kids are introduced to the idea of relationships!
Also Straight Parents: (watch a one year old baby boy playing with blocks with a one year old baby girl) HAHAHA he is already such a ladykiller
I am used to people assuming my long haired dmab child is a girl, that is what 99% of people think, no matter what Baby is wearing. Despite the fact that I use gender neutral terms for Baby on tumblr, in real life I do not even attempt to raise them gender neutrally because I don’t trust society. However, I also do not rigidly enforce their gender. most people refer to them as a girl when they meet them, and typically I do not bother to “correct” them because I don’t care. The only time I “correct” them is when it gets weird or the interaction is prolonged.
One time I was at the store when another dmab child started following mine around. The family of that kid thought it was the cutest thing they had ever seen. They laughed, “look, he’s following that little girl around!” I smiled politely and kept shopping
They didn’t go away, however. They kept following us. My child didn’t really understand what was going on, and they kept saying things like, “look, he has a crush on the little girl!” I don’t know how long this went on, but it got really weird. Finally, I turned and said, “actually, he’s a boy.”
They disappeared. Not another word was spoken. I don’t think they even acknowledged what I said beyond a shocked “oh”. Suddenly, it wasn’t cute. Suddenly, it wasn’t Innocent. Suddenly, their boy didn’t have a crush on my boy, like they had insisted before.
It’s fucking toxic and weird
i said whoever burned the library of alexandria you’re moms a hoe
Love Is Stored in The You
Tops be like
*top noises*
Top class meming. A perfect reply to those Churchill nutters.