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Kiana Khansmith
we're not kids anymore.

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@emo-communism
the replacement of websites with apps sounds so backwards when you actually describe it. like hmm you have to download an entire program onto your device each time you want access to a portal, where it takes up storage indefinitely. somebody should invent an app where you can "browse" any portal just by typing in its address... đĽ´
hey girl i mean jude
How it has felt watching tvl after waiting for 2 years, and excitedly recommending the show to everyone I know:
late summer / early fall thoughts
efforts towards a "positive vision of masculinity" or whatever are so funny because what these guys are trying to figure out is literally "what's a way of being a good person that's Not For Girlsâ˘"
academic writing these days is always like âbe/longingâ âre-memberingâ â(under)standingâ
STEM academic writing is like "we present the results of the ACRONYM project (A ContRived mnemOnic is NecessarY Material)"
the detached brutality of all these âwomen need to have more babiesâ thinkpieces man
split your body wide open for the stock market
The pic of gerard looking so fucking miserable in front of an arid desert landscape behind a chainlink fence is honestly probably one of the best pics of him. That is literally how it fucking feels
How it fucking feels
very excited to be old and cool in the way that david bowie was old and cool
i shouldâve been there when mcr played demolition lovers at wembley stadium but i was too busy recovering from BURNOUT to travel to the uk this year because god hates me personally, but i will accept this loss with grace and humility (said through gritted teeth)
Arun || Armand
Field notes from the time I scouted a decommissioned nuclear power plant...
This is the control room, and if you look closely, you'll see a dark stripe in the carpet running the perimeter of the room. This was referred to as the "velvet rope," and absolutely NO ONE was allowed to cross it without authorization. It was under constant observation from an adjacent office, and I was told that if someone did set foot inside without permission, things got VERY serious VERY quickly.
This is one of the computer stations, and to me, it's such a gorgeous encapsulation of its period of technology, the sort of aesthetic that shows like Lost will bend over backwards to recreate.
As I was scouting, I noticed the day calendar had last been torn off about when the plant closed for good...
Then we went into the nuclear reactor, and the whole damn thing was just so spooky.
Looking back, I think it came from an overwhelming feeling of utter insignificance in the face of the sheer power this colossus was designed to produce.
The scale was just so out of proportion to every day reality, the sort of place where a weight of "46000 LBS" is just casually noted on the side of a part.
Peering into where the core would've been, all I could think is that I'd never want the job where you have to climb down that ladder on the left while this thing was in operation.
If you're interested in seeing more, you can find my full tour here!
https://nickcarr.com/scouting-a-decommissioned-nuclear-power-plant/
And as always, follow for more location scouting fun...
great dismal swamp, virginia-north carolina
when james baldwin said âyou think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. it was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, who had ever been alive.â I felt that big, big time