take me to art museums and make out with me
But they said to not touch the masterpieces
Well somebody’s gotta pin the artwork to the wall
This is Johnson, those idiots are fucking in the east wing again.
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@chatnain
take me to art museums and make out with me
But they said to not touch the masterpieces
Well somebody’s gotta pin the artwork to the wall
This is Johnson, those idiots are fucking in the east wing again.
The Abbey of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, Paris.
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why is this post completely broken in every way imaginable
Broken notes… deactivated account… removed image….
Finally, we have them all.
In addition: OP’s name is just… gone. No “[insert username]-deactivated[insert a bunch of numbers]” as is the standard for deactivated blogs.
Just the world “deactivated.” Look upon their post, ye mighty, and despair.
It’ll be almost impossible to find this post unless it wanders across your dash.
Reblog this triple-dead post for something good to happen to you this week.
no i don't want to use your ai assistant. no i don't want your ai search results. no i don't want your ai summary of reviews. no i don't want your ai feature in my social media search bar (???). no i don't want ai to do my work for me in adobe. no i don't want ai to write my paper. no i don't want ai to make my art. no i don't want ai to edit my pictures. no i don't want ai to learn my shopping habits. no i don't want ai to analyze my data. i don't want it i don't want it i don't want it i don't fucking want it i am going to go feral and eat my own teeth stop itttt
slamming your knights visor down when you’re finished talking to them, like slamming the phone back on the receiver.
I loved human art before but all this AI garbage proliferating around poisoning everything has made me love human art SO much more.
i would fuck him [remembers im talking about a real person] um [remembers its normal to be attracted to people] i would fuck him
i dont drink beer for the taste, i drink it for the cultural significance. anthropologically drinking a beer. when i drink a beer im becoming imbued with the spirits of countless humans having a good time over centuries. group of friends on the beach. tavern goers in the ye olde times with that wooden cup thing. teens in their parents basement. old guys on the side of the road. business man after work. pub people. gas station parking lot people. lake people with a boat people. porch people. backyard people. do i like the taste of beer? a complicated question. in isolation, probably not. but its impossible to say because every time i drink one the strength and wisdom of all these people inhabits my body and the meaning of the action becomes my connection to all of human history of people who drink a drink that tastes like ass for the bit
it's kind of insane how disasterous of an effect it can have on your psyche and development as an adult if people thought you were annoying when you were 8
The Tower. Art by Rebecca Guay, from ARTMS: The Tarot of Rebecca Leveille Guay.
THE FALL (2006) dir. Tarsem Singh
WHAT
“unprofitable platform” i’m getting rich off the currency of genuine human connection idiot
Hey, Im the train. I decided it would be fun to stop moving for an undisclosed amount of time just before we arrive at the station. My idea..
Training my nervous system to choose an unfamiliar heaven instead of a familiar hell