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man im glad i never had to learn any hymns
text: The bread of the bread is bread
NEED to inherit 10,000,000 dollars from a mysterious estranged relative i've never met before. like right now
when it finally happens they shouldn’t lower the flags to half mast, they should raise them to 1.5 mast. add some mast to that mast. maybe some balloons too.
THIS MOLOTOV COCKTAIL IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY COMMUNISM 🗣️🔥🔥🔥
ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to put no effort into my appearance
I've gone. Not one for goodbyes, I thought it best to slip out quietly. Love to you all, Giles.
Rest in peace, Anthony Stewart Head (1954 – 2026)
shoutout to my complete inability to keep track of time that means i get a midnight burger episode after an indeterminate length of time at random and it’s very exciting
yeah yeah rainbow capitalism is bad and whatever but like. when I was a child, being pro gay was not the popular or lucrative choice. I'm happy that times have changed.
I miss rainbow capitalism. I do. I miss when it felt like public opinion was still pro gay. I understand it was always an empty gesture, but it mattered in a sense of knowing how socially acceptable being queer is. If that makes sense.
It was always a thermometer, not a thermostat, and I’m begging people to understand that.
whatever needs to be said was said in iris by the goo goo dolls
That phrase means absolutely nothing. Not a goddamn thing. "History will judge them." Just like thoughts & prayers, it doesn't do anything to help.
Those who think that wisdom and whimsy are mutually exclusive have neither. It's vitally important to do the right thing when the consequences are dire, and to do a whole bunch of utterly frivolous silly dumb shit when it doesn't matter what you do.
Often, the wise thing must be disguised as silly frivolous dumb shit in order to actually work
Nobody's going to let you do anything if they think it's actually going to work.
For all its faults Tumblr has truly ruined all other social media for me because my friends all have Instagram and are all trying to get me on Instagram more but every time I open Instagram there are like fifteen things screaming for my attention and when I get over myself long enough to start scrolling it's like. Where is my chronological dash. Where is the following-only option. Who are these people. Why are there so many videos. Everyone is screaming at me. And then before I know it I'm thirty minutes into scrolling and I haven't seen a single thing that I actually care about. At least on Tumblr when I see stuff I don't care about I know someone I follow has found a new interest.
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At least on Tumblr when I see stuff I don't care about I know someone I follow has found a new interest.
The other night I had a dream about the firefighter or EMS or whatever they are guys. There's a guy named Eddie and another guy. There's a boy named Christopher I think, and the woman who sees ghosts is on it. I have never seen a single episode of this show but I had a dream about it because I watch it regularly on Tumblr.
A couple years ago, I was staying with a friend for New Year’s and we’d decided to drive down to this adorable strip of locally-owned small business shops and check them out. The bakery was particularly crowded and since I wasn’t planning to buy anything, I waited outside. It’d been snowing, and since moving I’d picked up a “Californian-experiences-true-midwest-winter-for-the-first-time” habit of making at least one (1) tiny snowman every opportunity I get
so I built a little snowman on one of the small tables on this strip.
after about three minutes of cramming ice together, I hear, “Do you want espresso beans for the eyes?” and I turn around and there’s this gal leaning precariously far out the window of her coffee shop, surrounded by her coworkers, holding out her hand and said espresso beans.
I think of those strangers often. just the thought of them all looking out the window to see this random stranger on the corner in the snow building a tiny snowman and deciding to join in, make it special for no other reason than that they wanted to. people are so, so precious and I’m never going to forget that moment.
There you are, listening to Hwat!? Weekly, a silly little podcast about interesting random things like giant wooden trolls or moon facts or holiday customs in Norway or frog sounds or necropants (just...don't ask), and suddenly Joe Fisher hits you with this: "When you go through something difficult, it is almost your job, your duty, to, once you emerge from that cave of depression that you've gone through, to stop and to turn around and yell back into the cave that you made it out, and that there is a way out. Follow the sound of my voice. It's important to do that."
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