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being alive is great because there are so many different vegetables you can sauté. but then there are also the horrors
with faith and perseverance, one day we will sauté the horrors
Adorable Polar Bear Plays in Flower Fields
Canadian photographer Dennis Fast took advantage of his stay at the Canadian lodge Churchill Wild in Manitoba to capture this rare sight. Popularly known for its proximity to polar bears, Fast took snapshots of an adorable polar bear playing among the fireweed field. The bear is seen rolling among the lush field, as well as eating some of the stunning plants.
Polar bears are known to be one his favorite subjects, which he captures on ground level, unlike other photographers.His main objective as an artist is to capture wildlife sceneries and adventures, which are rarely experienced by others.
How. How???? Could you leave out the best one?!?!?
Us humans are always close to destruction.
I mean, how would you know you were alive unless you knew you could die?
peter parker in the 2002 movie is fuckin…. incredible. he gets bitten by a fuckin jacked red blue spider and he doesnt say “hey someone should take me to the hospital mayhaps?” he just goes home. then the bite swells to the size of a fuckin jawbreaker but he’s like “nah i just need a nap.” then he wakes up the next day and discovers that he DOESN’T NEED HIS GLASSES ANYMORE and he has a fuckin six pack. does he flip his entire Fuck? no. he says, “cool.” iconic.
2002 peter parker had no health insurance
richard -> dick so obviously we should start the charles -> cock process
how the fuck do you get cock from charles
you ask him nicely
I just want to get dicked down again =/
Sophia Loren and Jayne Mansfield (1957) Julia Bowen and Sofia Vergara (2014) Maude Apatow and Sydney Sweeney (2021)
Hey, yo, keep doing your thing, man. All right? You one of the last real rappers. Atlanta | S01E02 “Streets on Lock”
there need to be more fucked up miserable emojis none of the crying emojis express what im trying to express
i dont feel 😢😭😞😟😥 i feel
Are you woman or not woman?
Hey, it’s Hershey. We already got our first exciting fan letter! Let’s see what it says
It’s from Forrest. Hi, Forrest! You suggested that we should delete our account on July 17th, 2021.
Well Forrest, I have a suggestion for you. On July 17th, 2021, I suggest you start running.
1 month remains
Bisexuality
when writing the romantic subplot of futurama they had no idea how important the himbo X girlboss dichotomy would be to the youth in the 2020’s
blue print
Fry does not meet the Himbo triangle where you must be buff, dumb, and respect women. If you look at the chart Fry is in fact a dog. He’s dumb and he respects women
fry is in fact a dog
does the mortifying ordeal of being known guy know that his paragraph from a six year old NYT opinion piece about emailing pictures of goats to coworkers has become God Tier Tumblr Gospel ? like does he KNOW though
WOW thank you @inkstrangle for bringing it to my attention that as of last August, which is to say the chronological peak of the “mortifying ordeal” meme on tumblr, tim kreider absolutely DOES know and in fact wrote an entire brilliant essay reflecting on the phenomenon:
But what I wish I could tell all those children of the internet, holed up in their rooms, isolated online, is that they can only imagine the worst of relationships: they think that what another person will learn about them is what they see in themselves — the squirming, icky, insecure mess inside. They don’t know yet that the ways in which they’re secretly screwed up and repulsive are boringly ordinary. The issue isn’t that you’ll be despised for who you really are — that, as a friend and I used to say about girls we were dating, “she’ll realize.” It’s scarier than that: it’s that you lose control over who you are. Other people get to decide. And it may turn out that you’re not who you thought you were.
As an artist, you don’t get to decide why people love your work. […] I would describe my reaction to seeing my writing reanimated as meme as “nonplussed,” maybe “bemused.” It always does some slight violence to a writer’s intentions to yank a sentence out of its context and present it as if it were a complete, isolated thought, like a maxim or commandment. I am not in the business of pretending to be in possession of any wisdom, or of telling other people what to do: this is the realm of self-help and advice writers — in other words, of charlatans. Part of me worries it’s an indictment of my prose that it should lend itself so well to Tumblr memes, the digital equivalent of needlepoint samplers. […]
But the things people love about you aren’t necessarily the things you want to be loved for. They decide they like you for reasons completely outside your control, of which you’re often not even conscious: it’s certainly not because of the big act you put on, all the charm and anecdotes you’ve calculated for effect. (And if your act does fool someone, it only makes you feel like a successful fraud, and harbor some secret contempt for them — the contempt of a con artist for his mark — plus now you’re condemned to keep up that act forever, lest she Realize.) My last girlfriend found my flaws, the things that annoy even me about me, amusing. When you break up with someone, you don’t just lose them, but a version of yourself. You don’t even get to know what your children will remember you for; it probably won’t be what you thought were the important moments. […]
As The Velveteen Rabbit teaches, we don’t become fully real except in other people’s eyes, and in their affections. At some point you have to accept that other people’s perceptions of you are as valid as (and probably a lot more objective than) your own.
why do cows have hooves? because they lactose
Would rather be called an anal slut than see a pun in my ask box