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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Show & Tell
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Today's Document
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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Kaledo Art
Love Begins
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@flirtingwithfate
Michael A Davenport, 3,090 Degrees Fahrenheit (Oil on canvas, 2025)
30in x 48in
From the artist’s Inprnt:
“3,090 degrees Fahrenheit is the temperature at which sand becomes glass, in a process known as the Pilkington Process. This is not the temperature of burning; this is the temperature of becoming something.”
Australia’s version of the onion has just character assassinated all you gays
lately
Everyone should be entitled to a free little treat once per day when they leave the house. A hot beverage, a cookie, whatever. You should have government issued daily tokens and you should be able to go into a shop or a cafe and pick what you like and take it to the counter and hand them your token and say "this is my free little daily treat" and then you don't have to pay for it. please vote for me as your local mp in the next general election.
I constantly manipulate everyone around me by calculating what would be the nicest thing to do in any given situation, making a point of doing it when it matters the most. This is supported by subtly, casually tailoring what I talk about to the person I'm speaking to, and saying what I think they may find funny or interesting. the really sick thing is I look just like a normal person and there's no way you can tell me apart from anyone. If I weren't such a monster I would be afraid knowing people like this are out there, but I know I'm on top and have nothing to fear.
I guess this is what the new animal farm movie is going to look like huh...
seth rogan stalin and bazinga trotsky
how it feels to stop tossing and turning and get up to piss
*Dictating suicide note to my secretary who is typing it in on a big antique typewriter*
*Phone rings, i go to answer it*
Mhm. Yeah. Mhm. I see. Thanks. *hangs up*
Sharlene you can go ahead and cancel that, i've just been informed that We're Back
why are so many automatic soap dispensers so shy
come on, beloved… You know i am here….
babe are you okay you reblogged got that fog in me 11 times
wait, i did? i don't remember doing that...
been getting really into rockhounding lately and the subreddits are great
tonight I had the privilege of hearing a 13 year old explain the terms “cooking” and “cooked” to my 45 year old manager and she said something so excellent I have to document it.
“cooked is bad. cooking is good. you’re either in the pot or you’re holding it.”
