Scream City

UK.

[lunamonchtuna]

cruel how loving someone rewires you permanently.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

loving someone will indefinitely alter your brain chemistry

[nonefrancesca]

You are no longer the architect of your own thoughts; they have moved into the empty rooms of your mind and started rearranging the furniture without asking.

They’ve carved their name into your neural pathways, turning your memory into a minefield where every step triggers a ghost of their laughter or the phantom pain of their touch.

Even if they leave, the blueprints have changed. You are a haunted house built on the foundation of a person who is no longer there.

Your dopamine is a hostage, your serotonin is a souvenir, and you realize with a cold shiver that you will never again be the person you were before they touched you.

You are a biological crime scene, and the only witness is the silence they left behind.

[nostalgiaishere]

[remanence-of-love]

[assiraphales]

luigi mangione, the SUSPECTED (innocent until proven guilty) united healthcare shooter, has been charged with terrorism. that’s right. a man who supposedly shot ONE SINGLE PERSON is being charged with terrorism. because in america, billionaires lives matter enough that a SINGLE rich man’s death is considered a terrorist act against this country. think about that.

[aloeveragel]

I remember in my Arabic class we were going over the alphabet and the teacher was like there’s no ‘P’ etc and this white girl was like wait what but my names Paige and my teacher was like lol then we’d pronounce it as beige and she was so offended I’m crying thinking about it

[dotted-sixteenth-deactivated202]

One of my mom’s friends, Hugh, went to France and they had a lot of trouble pronouncing his name because the entire thing was silent.

[melonbottle]

salut je m'appelle [REDACTED]

[ghulheim]

lol when I lived in France my host family had a friend names Hugh. We saw him and his family a lot.

They pronounced it “oog” and I didn’t know until the day before I left France that his name was Hugh. I just thought he had some weird caveman nickname 😭

[toebeens]

that is hands down the funniest addition to this post

[heystephen]

please normalize wanting to dance with somebody and PLEASE normalize wanting to feel the heat with somebody. it’s okay to want to dance with somebody who loves you.

[theoneicelady]

Im sorry but is this not normal?

[heystephen]

normalize knowing whitney houstons greatest hits

[portraitofadumbassonfire]

If you're wondering what that sound was, it's Diana cackling from the afterlife.

[sweatermuppet]

typical journal entry: [anger] [mourning] [expressing joy over the mundane] [regret] [longing] [regret] [anger] [what i ate today] [crushing loneliness] [wishing my friends well] [single line of poetry] [anger] [mourning] [list of goals] [list of fears] [list of tasks to be done] [goodbye]

[sweatermuppet]

ranging from "this is the most hope ive ever had" to "i am certain i will never again experience meaningful closeness" in a matter of paragraphs

[hornetstabber]

it's because you're a slutty little candy man with poor circulation. try getting a heat lamp?

who the fuck just called me a slutty little candy man

[hornetstabber]

anon please what does this mean

[hornetstabber]

i am fucking cackling like a dumbass thank you this is so funny i love you. slutty little candy man is on my resume now

[sharkgirldick]

Need to sit under a girls desk and do some shit that will have her shake like those boomers pretending that Pfizer is giving them seizures

You can just ask to suck my dick if that's what you want, damn

[sharkgirldick]

OH MY FUCKING GODDDDDDDD

[teathattast]

Horse race 🏇🏁

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[stirdrawsandreblaws]

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[stirdrawsandreblaws]

#an excellent addition!#now i feel obligated to participate

in other words, now

you've got a horse in this race

[valtsv]

I thought your Pronouns were hehe/haha

yeah i'm transjester

[ladyshinga]

[badsciencejokes]

Sorry in advance. Bonus points can you name the others? — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/JZrAvxF

[beefgoat]

Michael Collins. He died just last year His fellow astronauts said he had a great sense of humor. He went on to head the Air and Space Museum at The Smithsonian. He was asked how he felt about going to the moon. He was like “what are ya talking about? I’m not going to the moon. Those two are”. Her also joked about how no one would remember who he was.

[hst3000]

He’s the one who told Armstrong when he was contemplating his first words “if you had any balls at all you’d scream ‘Dear God what the fuck is that’ and then cut the mic”

[animate-mush]

He’s also the Farthest Man - that is, the human being who has been the farthest away from earth

[andhumanslovedstories]

I’m very excited for my latest craft experiment, where I rhythmically slap sale rank oil paint onto a canvas and I see how long it takes to dry so that I can finally touch the paint textures I stare at so longingly in museums. 12 hours in, still wet. I am beginning to think this might take longer than I thought which you can imagine is quite a burden, as I am absolutely horned up to rub this paint.

[andhumanslovedstories]

You guys sound like you know what you’re talking about but I’m gonna touch it every twenty minutes just to be sure

[andhumanslovedstories]

I’ve put this canvas to age in the basement like a fine wine, along another recent masterpiece of mine “I put the paint on me hand and I slap the canvas like a bongo”

[andhumanslovedstories]

Paint slapped on 6/9, as of 6/22 (I mean actually it was a couple days ago but I didn’t fully check the dryness then so I can’t be sure):

It is rubbery feeling and the peaks of paint move when you flick them. The texture is not at ALL what I expected tbh and it makes me excited to try a different experiment, thick brush strokes, you know, those mad thicc ones that swirl real good

Here’s an additional shot with my coffee cup for a further sense of scale so people will understand that these canvases are small and therefore stop sending me asks about my supposedly gorilla sized hands, you bastards, you rotten bastards scared of the hands your minds gave me

I don’t know shit about art but isn’t this like a great example of art that pushes the boundaries of what art is? Like you’ve got your canvas with paint on it, but your reason for putting the paint there is totally different than why most people put paint on stuff. It’s like a study on texture or something.

[mazarinedrake]

Agreed, this is really cool and also I love the fact that you really wanted to touch some paint, so you just went out and bought a bunch of paint and made your own painting for touching purposes. That’s striking me as really really cool right now for reasons I can’t entirely articulate. 

[electronicgallery]

For reference: Really thick paint on a piece of art is called impasto. Another really fun way to do it is with a painting knife: you can make each stroke SUPER SMOOTH like cake icing, but with visible, touchable texture between the strokes.

More impasto:

art by Jan Ironside, who does THICK IMPASTO FLOWERS THAT I SO WANT TO TOUCH

[phoenix]

You LITERALLY sat down to watch paint dry…

[jhelenoftrek]

Museums should have stuff like this on display JUST so you can touch it. With a sign like, “Feel me up! I won’t alarm!”

[ms-demeanor]

make good art

[flip-this-table]

Only thing about thick impasto is that the paint can get a bit sharp sometimes. Like, I’ve cut my hand on dried impasto paint because the paint stroke was that pointed. -.-;

[ganymedecatamitus]

Every reply on this post is delightful

[chewedcorn]

Map of the US by a truck driver who has seen most of it…

[54viruses]

This is DEFINITELY someone I call an expert.

[unbidden-yidden-deactivated20240]

That’s it, that’s the country

[anarchetypalarchive]

i saw this post earlier about therapists and it reminded me of my old therapist paul, who in my opinion is one of the greatest men alive and who did not put up with my bullshit for even one second

anyway i go in to see paul one week in the summer of 2016, and i’m doing my usual bullshit which consists of me talking shit about myself, and paul is staring at me, and then he cuts me off and says that he’s got a new tool for helping people recognize when they’re using negative language, and gets up and goes over to his desk

and i’m like alright hit me with that sweet sweet self-help article my man, because i’m a linguistic learner and whenever paul’s like here i have a tool for you to use it’s pretty much always an article or a book or something

paul opens a drawer, takes something out, and turns back around. i stare.

i say, paul.

is that a nerf gun.

yeah, says paul.

i say, are you gonna shoot me with a nerf gun in this professional setting.

he happily informs me that that’s really up to me, isn’t it. and sits back down. and gestures, like, go ahead, what were you saying?

and i squint suspiciously and start back up about how i’m having too much anxiety to leave the house to run errands, like it was a miracle to even get here, like i’ve forgone getting groceries for the past week and that’s so stupid, what a stupid issue, i’m an idiot, how could i–

a foam dart hits me in the leg.

i go, hey! because my therapist just shot me in the leg. paul blinks at me placidly and raises an eyebrow. i squint again.

i say, slowly, it’s– not a stupid issue, i’m not stupid, but it’s frustrating me and i don’t want it to be a problem i’m having.

no dart this time. okay. sweet.

so the rest of the hour passes with me intermittently getting nailed with tiny foam darts and then swearing and then fixing my language and, wouldn’t you know it, i start liking myself a little more by the end of the session, which is mildly infuriating because paul can tell and he’s very smug about it 

anyway i leave his office and the lady having the next appointment walks in and i hear what’s all over the floor? and paul very seriously says cognitive behavioral therapy tools.