art by kndll-art
any pronouns

#extradirty

roma★

shark vs the universe
No title available
The Bowery Presents
EXPECTATIONS
Doug Jones
$LAYYYTER
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

ellievsbear
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
𓃗
Not today Justin
No title available
almost home

No title available
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Phantogram Three
The Stonewall Inn
seen from Colombia
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Bangladesh
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Arab Emirates

seen from Ecuador
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Romania
seen from France
seen from United Kingdom

seen from T1

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from Netherlands
@gayemoji
art by kndll-art
any pronouns
Tumblr used to be so fucking funny before nsfw ban. I remember a dude said something crazy on a joke post of mine and i went to his blog and his first post was a video of him shitting into his underwear up close. We used to have it all
sometimes listening to the black parade feels like casting an intricate spell that grants you one (1) good day. swap 51min for 24 hours to remind you there is a better feeling. and that its possible to get there.
the joy of listening to mcr is that sometimes it helps you break out of the spell just enough to actually be able to enjoy things again.
KICK THE CAN!
Let’s play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.
To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.
the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now
common advice for social anxiety is to tell yourself "people aren't going to think less of you just because you said something a bit daft" but the thing is. sometimes they will. and you just have to learn to be cool with that and to treat it as a dnd random encounter rather than letting it ruin your whole day
John William Waterhouse + Women of Greek mythology
I just wrote 8 pages when I haven't written in months and was beginning to think I'd never be able to again. Idk what it is, but I am sharing and manifesting this energy for every writer who sees this. May you write 8 quality pages effortlessly and find joy writing once more
8 pages you say
I need to admit something to the US Tumblrinas. Philadelphia isn't a place to me. It's a cream cheese. You say "philadelphia" or "philly" and I immediately, and exclusively, think of the cream cheese. "Twelve people die in Philadelphia disaster" wow that must've been a Molasses Flood style event
No I trust the Americans, the cheese lovers, and the fans of the molasses flood to find this one on their own.
#PHILADELPHIA DIDN'T EVEN INVENT CREAM CHEESE#IT WAS INVENGED IN CHESTER NEW YORK 4 HOURS SOUTH#*starts being dragged away by Philadelphians* YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME
Not gonna lie I always just assumed cream cheese was hundreds if not thousands of years older than the USA. That's way too late to be creating new textures of dairy.
'Around 1873, William A. Lawrence, a dairyman in Chester, New York, was the first to mass produce an unripened fresh cheese known generically as cream cheese'
what the fuck. that is far too recent.
1873. that's less than 200 years ago.
I have to defend overhated women characters with my life this isn’t a game to me anymore dog I’m so serious
My woke take, as someone who has worked in both a public library and a school library, is that we desperately need both more books that are at a higher reading level but a less mature subject matter, and more books that are at a lower reading level but a more mature subject matter, because 8 year olds who are advanced readers are still 8 year olds and don't want to read about graphic violence and torture, and teens and adults who have learning difficulties or who are just later readers for whatever reason are still teens and adults and don't want to read about Billy the Bunny going to school or whatever the hell.
kindness is punk rock, beef bulgogi is dub techno and a paperclip is turkish black sea region folk music
idk I can tell that some tumblrinas are not up on fat politics because I see a lot of people saying stuff like “it’s better to be a little fat than waste your life trying to be thin” or like “it’s chic to have a little belly” like okay but there are fat people who are “a lot fat” and have “a lot of belly” which everyone is weirdly silent on all the time. Like the fattest person on earth still deserves to exist in human society with joy and dignity regardless of how they got to that weight or how many health conditions they have as a result of their personal actions…that should be everyone’s baseline here I’m not really sure what’s complicated about it
truly one of the most demoralising things about being in the job market atm is "only successful applicants will be notified" is practically a universal standard. so you spend hours, sometimes days filling out applications, writing CVs and cover letters only to be ghosted as the only form of communication. Not even a "thank you but this time you've been unsuccessful" email. You're in a constant state of "did I not get it or have they not contacted me?" and you just have to eventually conclude you were unsuccessful without so much as courtesy, "sorry, but thank you for your application." A literal thankless cycle for months and months and months. You'd think with all the ways to automate these processes they would at least have the time, means and decency to acknowledge your submission and let you off the hook, but no. You're just in limbo in every possible way in the name of "efficiency". Solidarity with everyone going through this because it is truly dehumanising and demoralising to work so hard on putting yourself forward constantly without acknowledgement or useful communication of any sort for long periods of time, and most ppl simply will not have any compassion for what that's like.
unconvinced i'll ever find "the vitamin" that makes me all better so i can get real work done but i do expect they'll elucidate whatever my deal was post-mortem, after which what i did manage to accomplish with my life will be regarded on the level of Beethoven composing despite being deaf or Gordon Ramsay cooking despite being british
how tf am i gonna live without dans beat of the week when my phatreon runs out
nightmares where theres a scary creature or something: damn that was scary Haha good thing im awake now .
nightmares about your dad: IM FUCKEDDDD THERES NO COMING BACK FROM THIS