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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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you literally have to unironically listen to some shit like party rock anthem so you don’t kill yourself
Spiral orb webs showing some colours in the sunlight in a gorge in Karijini National Park, Western Australia, Australia
Bjørn Christian Tørrissen
[ID: Tweet thread by Boze the Library Owl (@SketchesbyBoze): "'Why are folks getting dumber?' Because they don't read. 'Why aren't men as romantic & poetic as they used to be?' Because they don't read. 'Why are people so vulnerable to propaganda?' 'Why is everyone a conspiracy theorist?' Because they don't read. Because they don't read. As the literacy rate declines, you'll ask yourself why the quality of life continues to deteriorate in ways large and small, and in almost every instance the answer will be: because people stopped reading." End ID.]
sent this message to my coworker today and he sent me this screenshot with microsoft teams's suggested replies... incredible 10/10 no notes.
*tamp tamp*
ah i see youve noticed me tamping down the soft earth
catch me at the party eating a green apple
Woman in front of me in line at the caffe nero changed my life yesterday when she ordered a prosciutto sandwich but pronounced "prosciutto" like it rhymed with mosquito. "Pruh-squee-toe."
I heard this person say "uhhhh yeah can I get a prosquito sandwich please?" and I knew I'd never be the same. Prosquito. Prosquito. Its everything to me. I haven't been able to stop saying that lmfao. This is my spinch. This is my bagel and creem cheems. This is my ranibow sprimkle.
friends and family are already tired of me going crazy over prosquito but its so special to me
its time for the tantrum hole
The kid next door (talking toddler age) is playing outside and just wiped out in his Fisher Price car, and I just heard the babysitter say, “oh no, your insurance premium is definitely going to go up!” And the kid who had only been mildly sniffling before made the most confused, but startled sound you’ve ever heard.
Just very clearly an attempt at saying, “my what?”
He straight up forgot about his scraped knee and is now worried about whatever the fuck an insurance premium is.
Being a crafty person and making a bunch of things often prompts people to ask "oh wow did you make that?" And like, the short answer is: yes I did, but the long answer is: well, no, the pattern isn't mine, but I did choose and buy the fabric/yarn and sewed it together/crocheted it/knitted it myself. I used a reference for that drawing/painting, I didn't come up with it myself. That ceramic piece was insired by a poem and a painting made by different people. What I'm trying to say is, everything I make requires other people to make their own thing first, and then I get inspired by them to do my own thing. So I can't really call anything truly mine, because really it's just a bunch of inspirations and experiences of others (and me) put together by my hands. Does that answer your question
We are mosaics made of everyone we have ever known.
I've failed to read rooms I was alone in
give me or whoever you reblogged it from, something you think we'd need
1. ibuprofen
2. bloodletting
3. brioche
4. weighted blanket
5. 5 croissants
6. hammer to head
7. a silent dark room where time stands still
8. new wallpaper in your bedroom (bright color)
9. big kitty going for your jugular (run 🩷)
10. a new vessel for your soul
11. gacha game ultra rare pull
12. sword fight (messy, bloody, dramatic)
assume all violence is friendly but still impactful
give me or whoever you reblogged it from, something you think we'd need
ibuprofen
bloodletting
brioche
weighted blanket
5 croissants
hammer to head
a silent dark room where time stands still
new wallpaper in your bedroom (bright color)
big kitty going for your jugular (run 🩷)
a new vessel for your soul
gacha game ultra rare pull
sword fight (messy, bloody, dramatic)
assume all violence is friendly but still impactful
I will lock in tomorrow like nobody has ever locked in before
only 62 more frogs until we hit 8,000 species described. the moment we've all been waiting for
there are an average of about 150 new amphibian species described per year so I remain hopeful that 2026 will be the year of 8,000 frogs
I do love that somebody tagged tumblr's own frog scientist on this post. chop chop dr scherz, we've got 62 more frogs to discover and you're the only frog scientist any of us knows