[plumslices]

Idgaf about men in brooches.

[heymedley]

literally tumblr

[philcollinsenjoyer]

a lot of stories are about the fantasy of someone going to find you when u disappear from a group function

[taohun]

SCHEHERAZADE SATURDAY

[triplesuns]

Thank god I saved this from gayporntattoos before it got deleted

[misguidedtreestump]

There is no longer a safe place for families in Gaza.

Please consider donating to my friend Hamza, his family is suffering as they struggle with health issues and malnutrition. If you have the resources to help them, it would mean a lot to them. His fundraiser is here.

Fundraiser

[friendlynoodles]

paintings of my cat Noodle over the years

[deathstaaar]

[jewul]

for breakfast today I had 1 breakfast sandwich 1 grapefruit 1 pot of jasmine tea and 4 stale timbits. and tomorrow? who knows

[alder-knight]

Archive.org: "I Sexually Identify as an Attack Helicopter" by Isabel Fall

were you aware that the short story that got Isabel Fall bullied all the way off the internet and into fucking inpatient was truly brilliant? I was too grossed out by the twitter shitshow to read it when it came out and thus managed to only read it now. it was a Hugo finalist for a reason. I hope she can find it in herself to write again bc she's got really interesting and creative stuff to say. would recommend it if you haven't read it yet. 7726 words.

[sometiktoksarevalid]

[meowmorials]

2006

[thisisdogs]

i bet it feels good as fuck to feel good

[squishysasquatch]

[marginalgloss]

storm windows

People are putting up storm windows now, Or were, this morning, until the heavy rain Drove them indoors. So, coming home at noon, I saw storm windows lying on the ground, Frame-full of rain; through the water and glass I saw the crushed grass, how it seemed to stream Away in lines like seaweed on the tide Or blades of wheat leaning under the wind. The ripple and splash of rain on the blurred glass Seemed that it briefly said, as I walked by, Something that I should have liked to say to you, Something…the dry grass bent under the pane Brimful of bouncing water…something of A swaying clarity which blindly echoes This lonely afternoon of memories And missed desires, while the wintry rain (Unspeakable, the distance in the mind!) Runs on the standing windows and away.

– Howard Nemerov

[redlipstickresurrected]

Arete Nani (based Japan) - Untitled, 2025, Paintings: Digital Art

[joeinct]

Members of the Pageant of Birds, Photo by Eudora Welty, c. 1930s, Light edit by JoeInCT