the wickedly talented adele dazeem

je m'appelle nathaniel. j'habite à new york city. j'inhale la mode et exhale le style. j'existe sur le soja, le café, et grey goose. c'est tout.

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So my computer did a thing and I feel like this could be a new meme but I don’t know what context to put it in so have fun

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gay dissociation

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(via fashions-son)

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when ur parents start talkin shit about ur personality

[metaphorformetaphor]

the more I live the more I think  two people together is a miracle.

Adrienne Rich, from “XVIII,” Twenty-one Love Poems (Effie’s Press, 1976)

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being in a public restroom and hearing someone shitting really loud

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being in a public restroom

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being in a public

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being

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people adding things 2 my posts

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your posts

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ur blog

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u

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IM LAUGHING SO HARD. I THREW MY PHONE SO I COULD BREATHE

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you thinking that comment was necessary

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thinking

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wen u zoom in

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I love this post

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love

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It just keeps getting better

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overused captions

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Tumblr’s new layout

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tumblr

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the internet

[tomche]

this is the only long ass post i’m ever going to reblog

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[997]

karma got its kiss for me……. thats 2017 in one video

[mentakill]

this is performance art

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This is the millennial experience

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i’m her imaginary bald spot

[amonavis]

How the fuck does

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I’m the $37 in her account

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I’m the ticket

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Places where reality is a bit altered:

[solareveille]

playgrounds at night

rest stops on highways

deep in the mountains

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early in the morning wherever it’s just snowed

trails by the highway just out of earshot of traffic

schools during breaks

those little beaches right next to ferry docks

bowling alleys

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unfamiliar mcdonalds on long roadtrips

your friends living room once everybody but you is asleep

laundromats at midnight

• any target • churches in texas • abandoned 7/11’s • your bedroom at 5 am • hospitals at midnight • warehouses that smell like dust • lighthouses with lights that don’t work anymore • empty parking lots • ponds and lakes in suburban neighborhoods • rooftops in the early morning • inside a dark cabinet

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galeries in art museums that are empty except for you 

the lighting section of home depot

stairwells

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•hospital waiting rooms •airports from midnight to 7am • bathrooms in small concert venues

[midtownsparker]

I just got the weirdest feeling I swear

[the-crepes-of-wrath]

OK LISTEN THERE ARE REASONS FOR THIS!!!

A lot of these places are called liminal spaces - which means they are throughways from one space to the next. Places like rest stops, stairwells, trains, parking lots, waiting rooms, airports feel weird when you’re in them because their existence is not about themselves, but the things before and after them. They have no definitive place outside of their relationship to the spaces you are coming from and going to. Reality feels altered here because we’re not really supposed to be in them for a long time for think about them as their own entities, and when we do they seem odd and out of place.

The other spaces feel weird because our brains are hard-wired for context - we like things to belong to a certain place and time and when we experience those things outside of the context our brains have developed for them, our brains are like NOPE SHIT THIS ISN’T RIGHT GET OUT ABORT ABORT. Schools not in session, empty museums, being awake when other people are asleep - all these things and spaces feel weird because our brain is like “I already have a context for this space and this is not it so it must be dangerous.” Our rational understanding can sometimes override that immediate “danger” impulse but we’re still left with a feeling of wariness and unease. 

Listen I am very passionate about liminal spaces they are fascinating stuff or perhaps I am merely a nerd. 

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I, for one, appreciate your passion for liminal spaces and thank you for explaining it to the rest of us.

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Friendly reminder that this hell site is owned by Yahoo, a company who are now actively advocating for the death of Net Neutrality.

Friendly fucking reminder that the site is actively forcing users to unfollow the net neutrality tag after 20 or so minutes of following it.

Friendly reminder that this site is now actively trying to limit our ability to share information and spread awareness.

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by Drawings of Dogs

[iamadeledazeem]

You don’t love me. You have no regard for my feelings. You couldn’t care less about how much I miss you. Your mind is a storm that I don’t want to wander around in anymore. You want to be alone. You want to be alone? Be alone. 

My feelings are worth more than your confusing, sad, lonely world. My head can’t handle another day wondering why you won’t speak to me. My eyes hurt from crying. My body aches from missing you. 

How is it possible to be so self centered and so self involved that you just don’t even give a shit about me? After luring me in, loving me, holding me, caring for me, telling me you want me, reminding me how beautiful I look, touching me exactly where I need to climax. You don’t even give a fuck about the possibility of future plans. You seem so mature and your age reflects that, but damn you’re a child. How can you wake up next to me (after we’ve woken up together just like that so many times) and push me away. What have I done to you? What is your issue with me? Am I not pretty enough for you anymore? Did you realize maybe I’m not who you want to spend your time with? Are you ready to close your doors again and hide just like the recluse you so long to be? Are you so influenced by your family’s incredible dysfunction to the point that you can’t see a loving person standing right in front of you? What are the answers to all these questions? I find myself wondering how you made it this far. I find myself wondering how you even dated anyone other than me. It amazes me that people like you in this world can exist. For a Scorpio, you sure seem like a two faced psycho fucking Gemini. Curl and toil back into your unhappiness. I’ll be on the sidelines watching you wither. Have a good life.