ever increasing entropy

Luke, 24, Ireland, biology grad, labhair gaeilge liom 😎

[flerns]

im collecting them

[sharps-container]

[lesbianlandry]

bitchy shane i would die for you

[uhtreds]

locked the fuck out. distractionmaxxing

[l-a-clift]

“That’s why it’s hard to make friends when you’re older,” she said. “Friendship is rude.”

Her friend’s eyes widened. “What?”

“Think about it! When we’re kids we decide who we like and stick by them no matter what. As adults, we’re taught to be polite.

But, friendship is an imposition— at least, I want it to be. Call me after nine o’clock. Don’t think you’ll ever wear out your welcome. Overshare, show up at my door, go to the grocery store with me so we can waste another hour chatting.

We’ll never be friends if we spend all of our energy trying not to bother each other.”

[slugbus]

autumn/winter affirmations:

7 p.m. is not late

your day is not over at 7 p.m.

you are allowed to leave your house after it gets dark

7 p.m. is so early

[christianstepmoms]

And I worked with a man called Squidward. And he was a Protestant man, but we were the best of friends. But by God, he was crabid as a bag of cats. He was an auld grump. And he'd be big into the flutes and the Oboes and things like that. He lived in a big stone head.

[michelleion]

you really do have to watch the video, it's everything

[weepingwitch]

it actually feels good as fuck to tilt your head at a slight angle when you don't understand something. the animals were right

[geyashvecova]

[graismil]

[Nuacht ⁊ Plé ] TAOILLE, an ré nua do IMLÉ 3.0 atá beagnach anso

Ar dtús báire, ba mhaith liom a rá go bhfuil brón an domhain orm ná rabhas ag scríobh chomh minic agus gur cheart dom a bheith! Faraor do bhíos ró-ghnóthach le rudaí a bhaineann lem shaol féinig chun díriú ar na póstáileacha so, ach, is cosúil go bhfuil (fé láthair ar a laghad) fé dheireadh, thar n-ais! Agus a lucht léite, tá nuacht ollmhór agam daoibh! Dona léitheoirí a bhí ag léamh mo chuid póstáileacha fadó, ba chóir go mbeadh 's agaibh go raibh an banna ceoil IMLÉ tar éis a rá go rabhadar ag súil le halbam nua a chur amach ag pointe éigin. Áfach, nuair a chuireadh muid le fhios go raibh an t-albam so á dhéanamh, ní raibh 's againn an mbeadh sé ag teacht amach i 2024 nó i 2025. Ach anois agus 2024 thart, cinntíodh gurb é an bliain seo a bhí i gceist, agus mar gheall air sin is cosúil gur cheap IMLÉ gur cheart dóibh níos mó nuacht a thabhairt dúinn fé agus a n-albam beagnach réidh le heisiúint. Ach, cad é an nuacht san?

Bhuel, b'fhéidir gur cheart dom tosnú leis an nuacht is mó atá curtha amach acu... beidh an albam nua ag teacht amach sa mhí seo chugainn ar an 14ú Márta. Do léis i gceart é sin, an t-albam féna rabhamar ag déanamh teoiricí go dtí anois, ag teacht an mhí seo chugainn. Agus ní hé sin an t-aon rud bhí curtha in iúl dúinn, ach táid tar éis ainm a thabhairt ar agus a nochta don albam: "TAOILLE". Chomh maith leis, sa fógra céanna ina bhí sé fógartha gurb é sin a bhí in ainm a bheith mar ainm an albaim thaispéanadar cén saghas ealaíne a bheith ann don albam, is féidir é a fheiscint thíos.

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Agus anois, an cheist is mó, cad iad na hamhráin go mbeadh le fheiscint i dTAOILLE? Bhuel, ceapaimse fhéinig ar a laghad go mbeidh; - Cathain (An leagan 2024) - Sláinte - Mise - As Do Cheo ann, ach chomh maith leo sin, ar a hInsta cuireadh muid le fhios go mbeidh amhrán nua IMLÉ darb ainm "Timpeall Arís" (seo é an t-amhrán a bhí san bhlaiseadh beag a thugadar dúinn a bhí á phlé agam sa phóstáil seo!) ag teacht amach go luath leis, ceann dó gur féidir linn buile fé thuairim a thabhairt is a rá go mbeidh sé san albam nua leis. Taobh amuigh dena hamhráin sin, ceapaim go bhfuil seans láidir ann leis go mbeidh an t-amhrán Ceoláin Saor san albam nua, go háirithe agus é cinntithe dúinn anois mar gheall ar na hamhrán nua Clagarnach ó Ceolán a bhíonn ag teacht amach sna laethanta so. Bhuel, sin é anois, cad a cheapann sibh fén albam agus an t-ainm atá air? Inis dom sa replies! Ba mhaith liom níos mó póstáileacha a scríobh is a chur ar an mblag so sa todhchaí leis mar san má bheidh aon nuacht eile ann, inseod daoibh!

♡ Grmma as seo a léamh! ♡

[kawsem]

everything will be fine

[toothedgoose]

[butternoodled]

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Eldritch fucking horror to them

[greelin]

everyone shut the fuck up i’m trying to focus on my diabolical homosexual thoughts

[camillamaecaulay]

graves grow no green that you can use.

gwendolyn brooks

[buzzkillgirls]

so. bad news. we have to keep going tomorrow. good news is that I’ll keep going with you

[kristina100000]

[fallingtowers]

i could write this out as sheet music

[fallingtowers]

like this

[picklerocket]

Where else am i gonna see a scene girl get subtitled by sheet music ?

[auntymurda]

the new American Gothic. // artist unknown, feel free to tag and tell me who painted this.

[cigs-aftercoffee]

This is by Mexican American artist Crieselda Vasquez. Her words on this painting is as follows.

“The two most important people in my life, my parents, are also the two who motivated me to develop such a strong concept. When my parents pose for these paintings, their faces are reduced to extremely raw and somehow vulnerable expressions. Sadly, they strive to be invisible every day. They don’t have to pretend to illustrate the invisible. They have dealt with constant rejection, suspicion and fear so long, that it seems now that it comes naturally to them. I strive to capture how their expressions deliver that sense of tiredness, resignation, and quiet acceptance. It seems relevant to show that underneath all the politicization and undeserved labeling this community receives, these are regular people just like all of us. In the long tradition of immigrants that come to the United States, they have made homes here and they are just trying to live a simple life with a bit of security and hopefulness for their children."

[cleromancy]

[ID: a mexican american man and woman, both middle aged, posed and painted in a way that evokes the painting american gothic. they are in simple but well-cared-for, unstained working clothes, standing in front of a red chevrolet astro van with the word 'hi' and an '=(' face finger-written in the dirt on the rear window. the man is holding a farming hoe straight and tall wearing a complicated, stoic expression. the woman, standing half a step behind him and angled toward him, wears an equally complicated expression, hers a half-smile. she holds a red bucket with cleaning supplies. both figures have work-worn hands in compositional emphasis; the man's hand is clenched around the hoe, and the woman's arm veins are protruding up from where she's holding the handle of the bucket. a strong sunlight casts emphasis on their faces and shadows. End ID.]