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21/ cute and adorable audio drama enjoyer, EMPLOYED :(((

[male--wife]

walked into that one

[dduane]

(chuckle)

[cosmicanger]

graphix artiste

[depsidase]

[galileosballs]

I'm not a Catholic, I don't believe in their beliefs and I never will, but I must admit that no religion has so effectively harnessed the eternal human instinct towards fandom

[hibi-flower]

sources: unknown // unknown // maplepecanpastry on tumblr // ashmanathletics on tiktok // i saw the tv glow (2024) // pray for me by kendrick lamar // unknown // what are you waiting for? by derald cannon jr. // heel turn 1 by the mountain goats // unknown // drunk drivers/killer whales by car seat headrest // polekingrasputin on instagram

on waiting / on saving yourself

[wetdirtguy]

Me spending time with people: joy abounds, we are all connected and there is hope!

Me 1 day later: I need to be left alone to gather the pieces of Me together

Me 2 days later: there is something very rotten at my core and I will almost certainly die unloved

[amygdalae]

Must have felt good as fuck to cheat on your husband with the milkman in the 50s

[capacity2]

Just saw two people hugging and was like … ew that’s disgusting . And now I’m looking at photos of cemeteries in China as a wave of serenity washes over me

[the-uss-premise]

S1E22: Return of the Archons ⋆.˚✧ ⊹.

[woman-respecter]

suburban women on september 15 1967 tuning in to star trek and seeing fuck-or-die mode spock getting in a sweaty man fight with captain kirk in amok time

[prokopetz]

At this point I've seen like three unconnected pieces of American media set in a superficially idyllic small town with a big fuckoff lake that functions as a liminal boundary between the Known and the Unknown and in which a major character attempts suicide by drowning, and now I'm wondering if the Liminal Death Lake is just a thing American small towns have.

[ionized-alpaca]

[asteroidtroglodyte]

Or y’know the dwindling relics of an ancient inland sea that once reached from Labrador to Texas that are so deep and so cold and so still that they’re notorious amongst locals for “keeping their dead” which is to say they’re the fated and inevitable final resting place for anyone who works them or works on them and you never get the bodies back all of which were central to the theology and folklore of the locals for thousands of years before The Cross arrived and which border 2 countries and several states and have their own weird weather patterns and really I could go on at length about the apparent magic contained in those Midwestern bodies of water but I think you get my gist

[dear-ao3]

[pisces-core]

[ethically-sourced-pizza]

[hamsterobsessed]

Molly has a real butterfly on her head!

[cadaverkeys]

You guys rlly don't realise how much knowledge is still not committed to the internet. I find books all the time with stuff that is impossible to find through a search engine- most people do not put their magnum opus research online for free and the more niche a skill is the less likely you are to have people who will leak those books online. (Nevermind all the books written prior to the internet that have knowledge that is not considered "relevant" enough to digitise).

Whenever people say that we r growing up with all the world's knowledge at our fingertips...it's not necessarily true. Is the amount of knowledge online potentially infinite? Yes. Is it all knowledge? No. You will be surprised at the niche things you can discover at a local archive or library.

[feyosha]

[tsunflowers]

I’m reading this book about the changing arctic and the author stayed with the Nunamiut people of inland alaska for a while and talked to this high school kid who was like “ugh I hate going to school in the spring I wish I was hunting caribou” and I thought that was charming. you often hear about people who are devoted to preserving their traditional culture and knowledge but it’s rare to hear about someone who’s invested in the old ways out of pure teenage selfishness. school is lame and hunting caribou is awesome