mood tbh

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Andulka
todays bird
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Three Goblin Art
trying on a metaphor

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
YOU ARE THE REASON

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@geektwerp
mood tbh
Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.
I think this is accurate, no certainty though-
Using the proletariat form of lighting (ao3 on my phone) to stumble around in my room, instead of the bourgeois form of lighting (instagram reels)
unfortunately very true. Doing Better does not always mean never being upset or never being triggered or never having trouble. often Doing Better means experiencing those things and being able to keep going/cope healthily/move on. if you’re in a bubble with no sensation, if you’re numbing yourself out, that’s not what recovering really is. it won’t help you have a happier life it’ll just make your world smaller and smaller until you can’t fit anywhere anymore. gotta learn to make peace with the hard stuff too, that’s the only way to keep going
i made an emo pride flag for dan so he doesn't have to use that godawful straight pride flag
its lowkey a vibe
Younger folk are getting really good at spotting AI slop, to the consternation of marketing execs.
Found on Mastodon.
From what I remember of back when Millennials were outpacing Boomers at internet and tech stuff in general, this is going to cause a lot of issues for companies angling to use slop in marketing because the younger set are always going to be better at spotting it than the older, but the older are going to be the ones approving marketing campaigns and ads and etc. Meaning, the older people will not ever be able to tell what might actually convince the younger.
The good news is that if it persists and Gen Z and Gen Alpha continue to scoff at the generated stuff, then marketing departments aiming at them will just have to give up on using it because they won't be able to figure out how to fool their targets with it.
The bad news is that this won't apply to scams and campaigns aimed at older people, so once again we're going to have a situation where the kids will be the ones lunging across the coffee table to stop Mom from giving her financial info to that really obvious fake scam mom oh my god do NOT buy that it isn't even a real thing.
Anyway godspeed to the younger generations.
Never Forget that the first phan shipper was Dan Howell
one day, i hope to be moved from your downloads folder into somewhere more deliberate
I’m the first and last person in my bloodline with a tumblr blog
happy pride to the gay people in my computer <3
je suis sick of this shit
i know the way people talk about their pets now is probably how we’ve been doing it for all of history. a cat owner in ancient rome saw their cat lounging on the dining pillows and commented “he thinks himself to be the senator claudius 🤣”
Another reason why trains would be good is that most people are not good at driving
Wake up. Fat line of yaoi cocaine at 8am on a Monday morning. Attempt to make it through the working day. Another line at 6pm. Try to function.
got my first ever official customer complaint because when i was going over the terms of their life insurance they were like "well i don't plan to die" and i was like "well you're going to"
I think one of the gentlest things in the world is when a friend just gets your weird little brain. like you say half a sentence and they finish it. you reference something incredibly niche from seven years ago and they’re already nodding. they understand your strange vocabulary for emotions that don’t have real words yet. it’s being seen and known and still loved. maybe especially because you’re known. god. what a gift.