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would it krill you to have a little shrimpathy?
Kids are funny.
I just had a random memory of a friends’ kid when she was about six or seven, when she cornered a couple of us at a get-together and says “wanna know what my dad had for lunch?”
We figured this was, while unusual, a pretty straight-forward conversation starter. “Sure”, we said.
We were NOT prepared. She went on this EPIC storytelling monologue about the restaurant and Italy and the art on the walls and some dramatic story she made up ABOUT the art on the walls. We were enraptured. No idea what was going on but by god we were hooked. At no point does she mention food.
The next week, similar get-together with the same people. Same friend I’m talking to. Same child walks up. “Wanna know what my dad had for lunch?”
But NOW we’re prepared, we’re excited. We’re about to hear some SHIT. We grin in anticipation. “Sure!”
“A salad.”
She walks off, seemingly unaware she just set up the funniest fucking week-long joke my friend and I had ever heard
"If stuff was just handed to me I'd have no motivation to do anything! That's human nature!" No, babe, that's depression. Psychologically healthy people are still motivated to do things even when their survival isn't being actively threatened.
Why I have short hair:
It’s cute and fun
Easy to take care of
Bad hair day? Just slap a hat on you good
Doesn’t mess with my sensory issues on my neck
I look cute as hell, like let’s not lie here
Easy to keep out of my eyes
I legitimately forgot I have a comb because I haven’t had to touch it for years
Hot days? No hair I need to keep up. Humid days? It ain’t heavy. Cold days? Like I said, a hell of a lot less sensory issues with hair pressing on my neck, so I can happily throw a beanie on to keep my ears warm.
Why I hate long hair:
I got that shit where I pull out my hair and it’s easier to do and hide with long hair
It touches my neck and that’s a no for me, thanks
I cannot have my hair down. Ever. At all. But if I have my hair up it has to be exactly right or else I redo it. I’ve spent three hours redoing my hair before just because it wasn’t tight enough
If it’s too tight I redo that too, my scalp gets itchy and I can’t handle that either
It gets in my eyes way too easily and I don’t like things covering my eyes, and I already have to deal with glasses.
Knots
Overall I feel more androgynous with shorter hair
Why I decided to grow my hair out (again):
I miss my braids and the ability to curl it
That’s it
(I added a recent pic of my with my short hair and an older pic of me with curled hair because why not)
(I’m also trying out alt text for the first time sorry if it isn’t helpful)
So update, I’m in the mullet stage of growing out my hair after I shaved it in basic, and I can braid back my bangs and put it up in a ponytail and after over a year of not being able to do that, having this much hair is so weird now😭
Random things I send my boyfriend while he’s at work
POSTING THIS AGAIN!!!
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BE CAREFUL OUT THERE!!!
Tell me a soft memory
we would find out later i had burned off my entire cornea - about 65% of my eye. my doctor told me it is the organ with the highest concentration of nerve endings - i was in an amount of pain that can't be spoken.
and i was blind. for the first time in my life, i was totally blind. i kept thinking about reading, about writing. weirdly, just once, about driving. we had no idea if i would ever see again. just like that - my entire life was different.
it is a strange place to reference for a soft memory, to begin here.
my siblings were taking excellent care of me, but there was a moment in the hospital where, just through bad luck and timing - both of them had to step away for a moment. i was crying at that point; not emotionally. for 3 days after this i would still be crying, my tears, like a mermaid's, a frothy pink with blood.
my brother worried about leaving me. he had another, just-as-bad emergency.
"i got her," someone said. "don't worry."
a soft hand held mine, and then she started talking.
her name was jess. she has a wife named clyde. they live a few blocks up the street. clyde fell down, but the x-rays seem to be coming back better than expected. jess says she's got long dark hair and "more wrinkles than an elephant". jess describes every chair in the room and every person. she talks about her two kids and her cats and her favorite memories from college.
a doctor came. i had to switch to a different waiting room. i tried to stand up to follow the voice - i found jess's hand, following me. she didn't let go. she kept talking the whole way: lamp to your left, just a few more steps, okay to your right is the ugliest painting, good, now a little more walking straight, you got it baby
in the new silence of the next room she sat me down and called my brother for me, telling him where we'd gone to. and she stayed there for a bit, just chatting, her voice echoing in the eerie quiet. gently describing the room to me. and then someone was rude. from the sound of the voice, a kid, i think.
"why is she crying?"
"she just lost her vision," jess said. "she can't see."
"oh." said the kid. "that's scary."
the kid tells me he is here because he has peas stuck up his nose. that makes me laugh, his mom (?) groans. she tells me about the kid (he's 6, he likes paw patrol and eating cheese), about herself, about moving from cali.
jess says she's sorry, but she has to leave now, she's gotta go check on her wife.
"don't worry," says the mom. "i got her." and then i felt her hand press into mine.
for hours like that: i am taken care of by strangers. each person just talking with whatever comes to their head - not for any reward or celebrity or real reason, i guess. just because i am scared and alone and in the hospital and blinded and need to be distracted. not everyone even got told the story - they would just pick up in the silence with - oh by the way the television is playing HGTV - do you like that kind of a thing? yeah, me too, but could never quite get into those open-floor plans, i'll tell you -
by the time my brother is able to come back, the room is buzzing. we talk to each other like old friends, laughing, cracking jokes about if you don't like hospital food wait until you get on an airplane and can't believe i'm up past two in the morning what a party animal i'm becoming. i am holding the hands of someone named drew, who likes my crow tattoo and making crochet snails.
there are many dark moments full of pain in this world. this - in the low of absolute-dark, absolute-pain: people find a way to paint in it anyway. the color splash of their voices: this triumphant, radiating kindness of - let's be here together, let me help you, let's keep going.
i never saw their faces. i can't remember many of their names. but i think about them often, and the way we all took a deep breath - and did something gentle amongst the pain.
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Okay, that’s IT. As a bisexual ranch dressing supporter I just can’t continue to follow you in good conscience. Why do you industrial carpet shippers all think it’s okay to use bland women as a scapegoat for premium disco culture? Maybe if you actually bothered to read the ukranian degeneracy thesis you’d understand batman’s suntan technique, but I guess you’re just too busy making free insurance consultation posts, so whatever. Blocked, flambéed and unfollowed.
being on mobile and seeing the random generated ask before the warning about it made this an experience
Our solar system moving through space..
yo i’m sorry did this just say our whole solar system is MOVING?????????? THROUGH SPACE????????
the sun is stationary right???? someone please for the love of god tell me the sun is stationary??????? it’s tuesday afternoon i don’t have the mental capacity to learn that our entire fucking solar system is MOVING right now ????!?
I mean I hate to be the one to break this to you, but everything in space, including the sun, is moving through space. Very quickly, actually. The earth orbits the sun at 64,000 miles per hour, sun orbits the center of the Milky Way galaxy at 500,000 miles per hour, and the Milky Way galaxy itself is moving through space at roughly 1.3 million miles per hour.
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i uh
i’m just gonna. take a minute
i think that
i think that tomorrow i’m uh
gonna have to ask
where the milky way. is going???
but uh
yea i don’t think i can handle getting an answer to that particular query quite yet
Well since it’s now tomorrow I might as well answer your question about where the Milky Way is going. Really, there’s two different answers, a short and a long answer. The first, and shorter explanation, is that the Milky Way is heading towards our nearest galactic neighbor, the andromeda galaxy, and the two galaxies will collide within the next couple billion years. The second and much longer answer is that the Milky Way is apart of what’s called a “cluster” of galaxies. Basically, all the galaxies that are near ours. And this cluster is part of an even bigger cluster, called a “supercluster”. Superclusters are some of the largest structures in the universe, they stretch for hundreds of millions of light years and encompass hundreds of thousands of different galaxies. Our galaxy is slowly orbiting the general center of what’s called the Virgo supercluster, guided along by the gravitational pull of the galaxies around us and the structure of the universe itself.
*comes across a slight inconvenience* me: you know what would solve this ????? death
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i want to live in cotton dresses with waist length hair n grow strawberries
mood: no.
I will remember this video for the rest of my life.
Y'all should watch the whole video she lays everything out so well and just. y'all should watch
She mentions them a couple times, so I’d like to add a little context for those who don’t know about the Tulsa Race Massacre and Rosewood Massacre because they’re things that aren’t taught to a lot of us and they need to be
god i hope whatever bullshit happens next is funny
Someone who wants to “fix our grass” came to the door a couple weeks ago. He asked if I was the owner, I said no, the owner is home but busy, can I take a message to her? And as I’m trying to figure out what he wanted, my four year old brother comes to the door.
Bro: hello
Me: dude no go back to the living room
Bro: you’re not supposed to be standing outside without shoes on (something my, stepmom, and dad keep telling him)
Me: yes, well, these socks are falling apart anyways. Go back in
Bro: no you come back in
Me: *to the guy* sorry, just a sec *picks up bro, takes him in* dude you can’t talk to strangers, I don’t know why he’s here, go watch tv
Dude: I come back tomorrow
Me: *rushes back* sorry sorry, ok, can I take a message-
Bro: *leans out the front door* she has two moms!
Me: *internally screaming* *picks bro up again and puts him down on the couch* dude, I need to talk to him, you’re not helping. Stay here. *to dude outside* sorry, yeah, can you come back tomorrow?
Never saw him again. He also stood far enough away that we had to shout to converse, which is why I was outside in my socks.