Misplaced Lens Cap
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.
#extradirty
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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@coeurdelhistoire
L'Art et la mode, no. 20, vol. 30, 15 mai 1909, Paris. Robe de liberty blanc entièrement recouverte d’un treillage de perles d’acier avec cabochons de brillants sur tulle blanc. Broderies et tulle perlé de Milton Abelson, Regent House, Regent Street, London W. Imp. d'art L. Lafontaine, Paris. Bibliothèque nationale de France
Rembrandt
“When we were kids, the Phonics Wizard came to our town to show off how the letter E can change the sounds of vowels. He turned a can into a cane, a pin into a pine. This one kid had a cap and he changed it into a cape, that kind of thing.
“And we loved it, we were all having a great time, but then he saw my sister and I, and he just got this - this look in his eyes, and then-”
She hesitated, worrying the coarse material between her fingers. “Things got pretty bad after that,” she muttered. “I know it’s silly, but I try to keep - her - comfortable. We don’t know if she can still hear us, or see us, or if she’s even still in here, but I like to think she is. I talk to her when I can, I leave music on when I’m out of the house. I tried to convince my parents to bring her with us when we went to Disneyland, but they didn’t - didn’t really take that well.”
After a moment, she put the ball of twine back onto its pillow. “Anyways. They tried to arrest the Phonics Wizard, but he had a plan in case something went wrong and he turned it into a plane and flew away.”
At the Moulin Rouge
Henri-Jacques-Edouard Evenepoel, 1897 Oil on Canvas
one person's "ugghh this trope is so overdone" is another person's "oooooohohohohohohohoho"
“you’re such a ray of sunshine!” thanks! one day i chose to act happy and then i kept choosing it over and over and over and over until the neurological pathways formed like desire paths in the thicket. i dug and clawed my nails into the grooves of my brain and carved out joy. i retouch it every day.
You listen to music regularly? Why? Have you even tried quitting? Could you quit? You get music stuck in your head? Wow. You're so ruined and music brained. I bet you make your partners listen to music with you when you have sex. Music addiction has really ruined a whole generation. You know it's not realistic to expect reverb in real life, right? You're probably so desensitized that you don't even feel anything anymore when you hear a bird singing that it wants some fuck.
I don't have a problem with people listening to music per se, but I do have a problem with the music industry exploiting & mistreating artists.
Personally, I abstain from all music in order to keep my hands clean but really music should just be illegal outright to protect musicians from abuse.
holy shit this person in the notes
One of my favorite golden hour moments I’ve ever caught on camera. A great 13 seconds of calm and relaxation that I love coming back to
“Haha remember when murder-hornets were gonna be a thing? What a nothingburger.”
Yes, because the Washington state government activated like a sleeper-cell and ruthlessly, systematically hunted them down and annihilated them.
“Y2K came to nothing amirite?”
Yes because an army of software engineers working around the clock, losing sleep, and busting ass till the last minute prevented it from happening.
“Remember the hole in the ozone layer?”
You mean the one that was fixed through rigorous world wide government action?
One of the root problems of our society is a refusal or inability by media to articulate that all those “it’s gonna be an apocalypse” disasters were not disasters because we collectively did something about them.
The good news is this is actually quite correctable. I maintain my firm belief that we as humans are capable of solving almost all of our problems, when we decide to do so.
And I still think that’s going to happen. I don’t know when or how, but I do know that abandoning hope won’t help bring it about.
And I refuse to let the cynics own a chunk of my heart.
HILMA AF KLINT | Karlberg Palace, Solna 1862 - Danderyd 1944 | TREE OF KNOWLEDGE No. 1 1913-15
I asked my kids if they’d prefer a secret garden or a secret library and my son shook his head and was like “I don’t trust the secret gardeners and librarians”
Me: what if there aren’t any gardeners or librarians.
Son: there’s always a librarian. Just because you can’t see them doesn’t mean they aren’t there. And it’s a garden, there has to be someone taking care of it or it isn’t really a garden.
Me:
Me: this was supposed to be lighthearted
Daughter: don’t trust the secret librarian.
Son: any librarian who hoards a library to themselves is hiding something.
Daughter: /nods seriously/
Me: why are you two talking as if from experience should I be concerned
The kids are right Jazz
(mob boss voice) What's the matter? Ain't you never seen a skald before? This here guy composes verse to record our, like, magnificent deeds an' shit. (LOUDER) Ey Bragi! Gimme one of those fuckin eddas again!
Group VIII, No. 7 by Swedish artist Hilma af Klint (1862-1944). Painted in 1913
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"People are not property!" - *loud cheering*
"This includes prisoners! They are not suddenly property of the state when they're convicted!" - *a little less cheering*
"And that includes children who are not their parents' property!" - *almost no cheering*
"What? I thought we said people aren't property?"
what’s the opposite of a poor little meow meow. this man is pathetic but he’s unfathomably cocky and i want to make him cry
woem woem
hold up mfers in the notes saying" Stupid big bark bark" are onto something
I feel like a lot of people engaging in torture are not treating their victims as if they could have blood borne pathogens 🤔
Is what my wife said apropo of nothing as we were silently drifting off to sleep
Uh oh
Is what she said when I immediately reached for my phone and opened Tumblr instead of responding
@everything-you-feel-is-real I know by tumblr tradition that I'm to say "impossible, my posts never blow up like that," or "please don't do this to me."
But I feel in my bones that you are right. If this is to be my wife's moment of glory, I am willing to suffer notification overload, that the world may know she is funny. #MyFunnyWife
I love when a meme gets so many steps away from its source material that it would be completely incomprehensible if I didn't know what today's date was
