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Black-tailed Jackrabbit (Lepus californicus), family Leporidae, Southern CA, USA
photograph by Butch Fermil
stranger but long time follower just wanting to send my condolences<3
aw thank you, its okay, everythings gonna work out eventually
just received the best text message I’ve ever had. from my mom
2 pics. no caption
when she rips your everything off
so. help
my Beloved stanley has been bashed by a careless doordasher. this is the first car accident ive ever been in in fuckin. 10+ years of licensed driving. everyones Fine but orughhhh not even two weeks after being violently raped and now im paying off the dentist And theres this. this!!!
if youd like to help me. stanley is my daily car and ive gotta get this bumper and light fixed asap to have functioning turn signals. my paypal is [email protected] (H R L U V E R, copy/paste it if that helps) if youd like to help because im still barely catching my breath from that awful bone infection. july is a real hole but i love you all very much thank you for reading. share if youd like to help me get stanley some new pieces
just got off the phone with Progressive. dont use progressive. im not at fault! but i wont be paid back anything. because the car will be Deemed a Total Loss. because apparently ive been paying A HUNDRED BUCKS A MONTH to a company that is not actually interested in covering my vehicle in the case of a collision!!! what are ya good for then!!!!
i have new bumper parts on the way. rockauto has lots of remanufactured stuff real cheap and my carboy coworkers will help me. but i diiiiid have to import some of it from japan. so. stanleys gonna be wearing duct tape bandaids for a hot minute.
one day its all going to calm down it simply must
so. help
my Beloved stanley has been bashed by a careless doordasher. this is the first car accident ive ever been in in fuckin. 10+ years of licensed driving. everyones Fine but orughhhh not even two weeks after being violently raped and now im paying off the dentist And theres this. this!!!
if youd like to help me. stanley is my daily car and ive gotta get this bumper and light fixed asap to have functioning turn signals. my paypal is [email protected] (H R L U V E R, copy/paste it if that helps) if youd like to help because im still barely catching my breath from that awful bone infection. july is a real hole but i love you all very much thank you for reading. share if youd like to help me get stanley some new pieces
everybody talking about the lack of spaces where kids and teenagers can just "hang out" is really coming together with all my thoughts on ecology, lawns, and the way land is used
Many outdoor spaces are not functional for human life. Concrete and no trees makes the world hostile for humans the same way it does other creatures.
Suburbs where every house has a lawn that is basically decoration cause the houses to be spaced far apart, which makes walking very difficult...
The harder to exist in the outside becomes, the more people become focused on the virtual world, which causes the outside to become treated as less important, and people have less ability to imagine an outdoor space that is nice to exist in
The trouble ultimately is that the earth's surface already exists and is free. Simply being in a certain position in three-dimensional space is something that you inherently can do as long as you can walk there, unless someone stops you.
But our system is that a person has to pay someone money for every aspect of existence, in both space and time, even though space and time are both inherent qualities of the fabric of the universe.
So, spaces that someone can exist in for free are kept hostile to human life
hunk of parmesan: i'm getting so small! 😁 keep going! i wonder if i can get even smaller 😯
microplane, getting more and more delirious with lust as my knuckles get closer to it: he's ruight
Main fandom tags are for everyone
If you don't care for another user's vibe or you really dislike a certain #shiptag, it is your responsibility to block the user and the tag.
You do not go into strangers' inboxes and bully, harass, or intimidate them about how they shouldn't be using the main fandom tag. That's toddler behavior. All of us, no matter what we ship, have a right to tag our posts and organize our blogs.
You are responsible for everything you see on Tumblr.
"Butbutbutbut this user doesn't tag their po—"
Block the user.
"This user ships something disgus—"
Block the user. And block the ship tag to remove the temptation to interact with it. Still interacting with things that upset you? Maybe it's time to talk to a parent or guardian about limiting your Internet access until you're mature enough to participate in online communities.
"Butbutbut I have to look at—"
No you don't. You literally don't. You are not a captive. Your eyelids are not held open. Tumblr gives you all the tools you need to prevent this. Use them.
"But I'm tired of crossovers showing up in my—"
Bock the crossover tags and filter for the offending fandom.
"But this person NEEDS to be run out of my fandom!"
Go wrap your anus around a saguaro cactus and sit there until you reach enlightenment.
in 2002 in the making of Jackass: The Movie bts, chris pontius said "i hate the pacific northwest. its miserable up there. no one wants to work there, no one wants to live there, its miserable. then you go into a bar and everyone hates you cause youre on tv. thats why kurt cobain killed himself, cause everyone was playa hatin on him. if i lived in the pacific northwest i wouldve killed myself Years ago"
and that resonates with me because its true as fuck ive lived here my entire life and it is miserable and lonely
the fascinating thing about being abused is that years later youre gonna be there sitting around going "okay so what now". cause like theres no instruction manual is there
youre gonna be buying groceries and then youre gonna remember you went through all that for literally no good reason and youre gonna go Oh Okay and put paper towels in your bag or whatever
i am trying to make some pants. many people #online are losing their gourd over how easy this pattern is and i'm contrarianfully a little peeved about the assumption of serger ownership, 3/8th topstitching that fails to enclose 1/2" turned over raw edges, general expected minor failure cases of a pattern you buy on etsy
BUT i got it all cut out from leftovers without buying any new fabric so that's my win
cedar pants, label by inside voices labels
not done yet but
hehehe
It's Pants
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update ten days post assault. its getting harder and harder to hide my condition from my coworkers. one of them basically looks Exactly like my rapist and his favorite thing to do is stare menacingly when i walk past him before going Ahhh just yankin yer chain. so thats great. im nervous-puking every time i text my friend to try to make plans to see each other. because he is So busy. im considering making a nail appointment to get acrylic overlays just to sit across from someone friendly
also my rapist found out i reported him to his workplace, The Navy, and hes texting me threats because i somehow did not block his number till now. im planning on adding more xanax to my diet
being at work while your personal life is falling apart has to be among the top 3 worst human experiences. You’re at your absolute lowest and someone wants to circle back on an email…… unreal