Emotional Support Dumpster Fire

there is no theme here, you will find everything from dead fandoms to fashion/hair aspirations to sadboi pop punk. good luck

[my-dailydreams]

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Did my hair in Thailand

Trusted a complete stranger

I am satisfied

[sardiney3000]

its ms.one time I dreamt in the flesh

[animentality]

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

last line hit like a mack truck

ink: diamine oxblood

[kingpin-of-steel-act3]

[ihatenearlyeverything]

its ok theyre Gods lil helpers

[oatmealbrain]

And boy are they clumsy

[hydrangeafae]

Hi, these bees are babies! They’re not clumsy at all, this is what is called orientation flights. After birth and before beginning their careers as foragers (as all Honey bees cycle through all the jobs in the Hive throughout their lifespan), Honey bees take short flights back and forth, to and from the Hive, to orient themselves with their wings and their home so they can learn its location and how to get back home after foraging! Everyone has to learn, these are just smol little baby turkeys. Bees use the angle of the sun for location so adults have a better and more direct sense of location than any human

[polar-solstice]

IM SO PLEASED TO LEARN THIS!!!

They are just!!! Student drivers!!! 😭

[sindri42]

BONK!

[jabberding0]

Very Large Bearings being Produced, amazing

[east-n-roll]

[wolfie-barks]

@bisexual-engineer-enby

[bisexual-engineer-girl]

SLEWING BEARINGS!!!! That's awesome! I love seeing the forging and then the machining. Full process!

[crabussy]

if I had even slightly less self control I would reblog the "tumblr is a nightmare for people with ocd" post 500 times a day but I think we all know this already. hoooooooooooooooooly shit

[crabussy]

sometimes a post has a really good point but the way it is worded is so bafflingly Terrifying that you just have to sit back and go "hahaha. okay" and if you're unlucky and your brain is a bit tricky, spend the next hour or day or week or month or longer ruminating on it. sucks! I would love to see less of these posts [:

[crabussy]

and sometimes you will desperately plead with the people who see your posts to not mention a topic that sends you spiralling and someone will take that as an invitation to tell you that you are Bad for telling them not to talk about the topic on your post. it's beyond comedy. hi everyone I love you and I'm sorry if you have a tough time online because of the posts you see or the interactions you have. ocd or not. it can be tough! these are words on a screen and they can be scary but your life is big and beautiful and you aren't what strangers say about you. peace and love

[homunculus-argument]

your zucchini post sent me back over a decade ago to when i visited finland for the first time and stayed at my partners parents house. their garden was full of the most humungous zucchini i'd ever laid eyes on. my partner came up to me with this giant green sponge in her arms and said "look! it's the size of my dick!"; i remember distinctly being very impressed in that moment. however, what i did not know at the time was that having this bountiful harvest of zucchini meant that we would be eating nothing but zucchini based dishes for the next 7 weeks because there was no space to store it (why no storage, that's a whole other story). after about a week, everyone else in the family left to go to the lake for the rest of the summer and so it was up to my partner and i to eat zucchini day in, day out. it started out novel and fun really: zucchini on toast, stuffed zucchini with meat and mushrooms, zucchini casserole, zucchini and cheese soup! but as time went on, it got weirder and weirder, zucchini with jam on it, then the zucchini itself became marmalade, zucchini baked into a cake, zucchini stuffed with zucchini, zucchini bread, zucchini ice cream, and still more and more zucchini still needed to be consumed before they overippened and spoiled. and non of the neighbours wanted any of it because they too had too much zucchini of their own. needless to say, it was a very visceral experience that affected me in relation to zucchinis for many years afterwards. anyway, i hope the ones you got from your mother-in-law are tasty and you make something delicious with them <3

That's the funny part: I know this. We've been through this before.

Nobody in my boyfriend's family is particularly willing to eat zucchini. They are sick of it to the point of years of build-up. She playfully complains about how the youngest one won't try some of her baked goods out of an alledged fear that there might be zucchini hidden in there. And yet, she keeps planting zucchini. She's delighted to be able to hand them over to me. I am not yet sick of zucchini so I don't mind it just yet.

She also fucking loves foraging for mushrooms, and gets territorial over good spots just like any other finn would. As soon as they're poking out of the ground at the end of the summer she's grabbing the dogs and her daughter and is out of the house getting them, ticks bears and tourists be damned. She can't eat them herself due to allergies, and half of the family can't digest them either, and the other half just doesn't like the texture. She gives them off to friends and family and is delighted to be able to hand them over to me.

I don't mean to sound ungrateful, I'm not complaining. This is the opposite of a problem. Nonetheless I am baffled by it. Rain or shine, in sickness and in health, no matter how inconvenient it would be, she keeps doing this. Purely for the love of the game.

[sinsinewave]

ok is zucchini-related issues like a common theme in Finland, because it was slightly one in my family too; i fucking hate zucchini, my mother seemingly loves it, and like, she kept fucking making foods with zucchini at least she had enough sense to not have the fucking zucchini as like a load-bearing component so i could just avoid eating it but still

[homunculus-argument]

My favourite way of zucchini consumption is lemon-zucchini jam on pancakes. I just bought butter and eggs to bake a cake and also make courgette balls with the zucchini I just got. This is the level of get-rid-of-all-this-zucchini we are working on.

[brainstreams]

Don't use AI to write. Use cocaine like a real author.

[galileoace]

Cocaine is ridiculously expensive...so is AI for that matter. I just use maladaptive daydreaming and lucid dreaming

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

I've tried using a gas leak in my home but this, unfortunately, does not help.

[headspace-hotel]

In rare circumstances, the Muse will just show up and abduct you.

But the things that had to happen to trigger this event are not recommended.

[tacocandle]

I was once tripping balls from a combination of benadryl and antihistamics and really bad flu, covering a double shift for my boss who was vacationing out of state

I was taking care of the hardware store by myself, in between selling stuff to costumers in a humid cotton mask

I opened Word 2016 in the old checkout computer to write what was supposed to be the background info of my upcoming homebrewd DND character

But instead I ended up writing a 4 chapters long, nearly 10000 words crime novela, pack full with angst, obsession, drama and pain

Soooo much drama and pain

I imagined myself delivering the payoff to all of these set ups, 4, 5 sessions down the road

I could feel the character's pain

Best thing I ever wrote

zero AI involved

[fwizard]

[historicaltimes]

Preacher on an English nudist beach / England, 1974

via reddit

[darkmoonhyena]

Inspecting my grean

[darkmoonhyena]

Yep that's grean!

[lesbianshepard]

if an archaeologist says an artifact was probably for “ritual purposes” it means “i have no fuckin clue”

but if they say it was for “fertility rituals” they mean “i know exactly what it was for but i dont want to say ‘ancient dildo’”

[thecringeandwincefactory-deacti]

Back in the day I worked at a certain very famous and very high caste art museum in the US as a junior curator. Part of my job was to catalog the objects in the museum database. This includes details like provenance, measurements, and a visual description of what the object looked like.

Like I said, the museum was a pretty snotty institution. It’s got a LOT of objects it’s way famous for possessing, but nobody knew about the absolutely massive collection of Moche erotic pottery it had because the curators were totally embarrassed by this stuff.

Some examples:

Pretty hot shit, right? They never, ever put any of this stuff on public view or published it in any catalogues but - we legit had like several hundred pieces of Moche ceramics in the “dirty pots” category. Anyway, I was left alone to just do my job with regard to the database for several years, ok? And I figured, well, these’re accessioned objects in the museum’s collection - better get down to bidness. 

I catalogued every goddamn bestiality, necrophiliac, cocksucking, buttfucking, detached penis, and giant vulva drinking cup in that collection. I’d be like, 

A drinking vessel in form of a standing man wearing a tunic and cap. He holds an oversized erection in his hands and stares into the distance (note I did not say “like he’s hella-constipated”). The vessel has a hole at both the tip of the penis as well as around the rim of the figure’s head, thus forcing the drinker to drink only from the penis or risk spilling wine all over themselves from the top of the vessel. Red and orange slip covers the surface of the piece.

Pretty straightforward, right? Apparently the deep seated fear of these objects that the curators exhibited was meant to spread to me as well, but - no one ever gave me that memo, because I guess Midwesterners reproduce asexually. When the curators understood that I had catalogued all of these objects in addition to the other, non-sexy pieces in the collection, they were apparently livid, but knew they had no legs to stand on in terms of getting pissed at me for it. 

I visited the museum’s online public access database a few years back and - every single description I wrote of these pieces has been totally neutered to say something like Male figural vase. 

Long story short? Just call a dildo a fucking dildo. It’s all gonna be ok, I swear.

[workfornow]

This is absolutely the MOST unusual reblog I have ever tagged with what is probably my second-favorite tag, “talk to me about your work.”

Plus it’s hilarious.

[cloudfreed]

I love ancient art history !!!!!

[clockshunddachshund]

@lowercasetrashwriter

[scrimblobimblobadimbo-deactivat]

Museums should have sections dedicated to artifacts like these with a warning that says “There’s a lot of private parts in here but we’re dedicated to displaying history so we won’t censor these. Enter at your own risk” or something. It’s prudish to deliberately hide history because of some ding dongs.

[dovewithscales]

Fucking Puritanism.

Unpopular opinion: Sex exists. Making body parts taboo is both psychologically bad for us and kinda stupid.

[oakenroots]

Censorship gonna censorship and the damaging of the accurate descriptions of these pieces is absolutely an act of puritanical censorship

[riseofthecommonwoodpile]

you make one fucking post where the point is “women are encouraged to develop disordered eating from a very young age and that impacts how we view the ‘natural’ size and shape of women” and too many reblogs later i am being accused of saying short people wouldn’t exist if they ate better growing up. i’m sorry but if you genuinely think i was saying that you are just a buffoon. i cannot and will not sanction your buffoonery.

[sevenmoreminutes]

kurtis conner video: This Conservative Influencer is Crazy

drew gooden video: The us governments obsession with integrating ai into every facet of our daily lives is going to bring about the collapse of society if we don’t get of our ass and start taking action

danny gonzalez video: Buying Food on Ebay

[sevenmoreminutes]

eddy burback video: I did the russian sleep experiment for a month

[animentality]

[anscathmarcach]

All this discourse over who does "painting with light"

Hiroshi Nagai's paintings need sunglasses to look at.

They look like how it feels to walk across a parking lot on a 98° summer day without a speck of shade in sight.

They look like heaven but also like you'd burn your bare feet on the ground.

Even when you can see shade you know it's not enough and the minute you step out you'll be burnt to a crisp like a vampire.

And it's BEAUTIFUL

[dbarenzu626]

I'll throw in the wonderful Eizin Suzuki into this ring too, a man whose work just breathes light without actually using dynamic lighting in the usual way. It's no surprise both Nagai and Suzuki are both considered prolific in art pertaining to the city pop genre because they're able to paint these kinds of scenes with a delicate touch.

This feels like I could trip on that radio and fall right into that water, feeling the crystal waves as I drop in.

And this, a nice stroll down a resort strip, where my sunscreened skin could literally feel cooked if I leaned too close to the tiling.

And then a nice stretch of summer street, wherein you could see your face in the flushed red of that car provided it didn't blind you from its sunny reflections.

I don't think I even need to say anything more, Suzuki's a massive influence in how he even places colours so warmly in such unorthodox manner. It's a naturally sunkissed talent~ 🌊

[george-rr-binks]

I feel like demanding fidelity from the millennia-old story reinterpreted and retranslated and passed down through oral tradition, as displayed bookending the film, does somewhat miss the entire point