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occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Three Goblin Art

JVL
Jules of Nature

#extradirty

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shark vs the universe
almost home
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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The Eternal Struggle by Thomas Sanders
an important lesson by Kurtis Conner
This white woman’s shocking account of police brutality reveals the importance of the #BlackLivesMatter movement
Molly Suzanna shared a story on Facebook that she had never told before: when she was 19, she ran a red light while crying, then was pulled over and forcefully removed and beaten by a police officer. She explains in the letter that she believes her situation would have been even worse had she been black — and she ends the letter with an important call to action.
The public needs to hear more stories like this as well.
Wow. This is horrifying.
Cops are drunk on power. Add any ism to that, you have a bunch of abusive, gun wielding, trained to kill, non empathetic, killers running around.
This woman got hauled out of a window, beaten, stripped, tortured, and humiliated, and she still is able to understand how white privilege saved her life.
It’s so weird how sometimes when I read a poem it just feels like a bunch of words and sometimes when I read a poem it feels like someone ripping my heart out of my body and throwing it at my face at 90 mph
Tiara, 19th Century.
my entire concept of how stocks work is the same thing as the tim & eric skit where they just sold prices
Make me Choose: Mirai Nikki or Death Note?
↳ asked by: anon ☆
I’m the person who leaves every single event without saying bye don’t even question it I hate saying goodbye I don’t want to hug you just let me disappear into the night like I’m batman
technology related sensory memories from my childhood
sliding the metal cover on floppy disks
the slight resistance of inserting cassette and video tapes
ripping off the strips of holed paper off of dot matrix printer paper
rolling the wheel on a disposable camera to take another photo
4TH OF JULY IS NOW OVER
WE ALL KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
I dont, what does it mean ?
HALLOWEEN IS UPON US
WE’RE ALLOWED TO GET EXCITED NOW!?!
at what point in history do you think americans stopped having british accents
Actually, Americans still have the original British accent. We kept it over time and Britain didn’t. What we currently coin as a British accent developed in England during the 19th century among the upper class as a symbol of status. Historians often claim that Shakespeare sounds better in an American accent.
whAT THE FUCK
I’m too tired for this
Always add in the video that according to linguists, Native southern drawl is a slowed down British.
T’ be or not t’be, y’all.
Fun fact: Same thing happened with the French accent. French Canadians still have the original French accent from the 15th century.
Êt’e ou n’pô zêt’e, vous z’auts.
I’ve been trying to find this post for months. I’m freakishly obsessed with this and want the truth of what early colonists sounded like.
people with uteri are never gonna have a perfectly flat stomach. they’re always gonna have a little pouch, because that’s where we keep our bees.
once a month the moon angers the bees