"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Janaina Medeiros
Stranger Things
almost home
JVL
cherry valley forever
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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
@theartofmadeline
Peter Solarz
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RMH
hello vonnie
Cosmic Funnies
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
shark vs the universe
DEAR READER
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Claire Keane
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@escapingsongbird
Did you know that leeches were once used to predict storms? Well, a tornado warning just dropped and my squad is climbing
@takemetoturch
My dad is a meteorologist and he has never once warned me about an incoming storm. My leeches, however......
https://amp.theguardian.com/news/2015/apr/19/weatherwatch-forecasting-tempest-prognosticator-storm-leech
*urgently* Lads, the leechometre is at 12 bong, I repeat, 12 bong!
Woman’s Club - Puck Illustration By Frank A Nankivell Circa 1899.
http://ctgpublishing.com/womans-club-illustration-circa-1899/
Honestly? Goals
Deanna Troi in 6.08 ‘A Fistful of Datas’
Zena Dare and Adrienne Augarde, early 1900′s.
@missingrache
Poacher’s Pride // Nicole Dollanganger (Photo from Nicole’s instagram)
i don’t care what anyone says, the “multiple floating weapons controlled by telekinesis/whatever” is, has been, and always will be cool as shit
Fuck covid-19 I’m boutta catch that CORVID-19
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Via @LibraryLydia
Women Self Defense in 1947
I’m not sure what’s the best part of this video: the fact that she’s in heels, the fact that she does the whole thing looking like she don’t give a fuck, that chick in the back just exercising and enjoying the show, or the fact that both men and women are observing this and the girls are laughing and the guys look concerned/pensive as fuck as they watch all their tactics get shut down like nothing is even happening.
… msties is it just me or is this familiar?
Some of these are moves I haven’t seen before.
Some of this looks similar to the self defense I learned in a course three or four years ago. It’s definitely got some judo in it (arm bars, throws, fighting to and from the ground). I love this lady. She is rad. I feel like she, much like the rad lady I had as my self defense teacher, would also warn the women that if they don’t think they can gouge out someone’s eyes, don’t start trying because you’ll attack better with something you can follow through on.
crimelords I’m sorry I couldn’t not reblog this for you
The cheerful music makes it even better
The only emotional spectrum I can relate to
Evansville Press, Indiana, February 5, 1912
it’s a leap yeap
The Syracuse Journal, Kansas, Mach 23, 1906
It took four men and a policeman to hold her
Early 1900s anti-suffragette poster
oof new fun adult™ experience: credit card and debit card info got stolen.
It’s probably fine cuz I got it reported day-of and the cards are locked and theyre sending me new ones. But it also means I’ll be cardless for a few days and have to navigate the world with the loose change in my sock drawer.
Strategies I’ve come up with:
barter at the farmers market with the lint in my pockets
go full vegan and embrace photosynthesis
say “Look! What’s that over there!?” and run off with people’s grocery baskets
highway robbery
asking people in the park if they wanna pay me to walk their dogs
highway robbery but with the dogs
don a tiny red cocktail dress and take to the night, sweeping through bars where I steal away into the corner-most seat, the one which teeters at the cusp of dreary light and folding darkness, where the shadows carve my silhouette into angles and cast the creases of my dress into lines of black darker than pitch, where the pallor of my skin adopts a haunting, ghostly white, such that i become more apparition than human. my fingers skim the rim of my glass, and i hum a song you recognize, but which you cannot remember… suddenly you feel a heat clawing up your neck, a ring of sweat stifled beneath the collar of your shirt. you approach, and find your voice all but gone. you try again, and ask if you can buy me a drink. i respectfully decline the drink, and instead ask if i can borrow the ski mask you’ve been keeping in your coat pocket.
highway robbery, but with the ski mask i stole from you.
