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Happy Pride Month!!! 🌈💕🌼✨
Ever since I took a class on material culture and the significance of things and objects in our lives, I’ve started taking note of relevant readings I come across. For those interested, below is a partial list:
Objects of Despair: Inspired by Roland Barthes, Meghan O’Gieblyn’s monthly column examines contemporary artifacts and the mythologies we have built around them.
Fake Meat | Mirrors | Mars | Drones | The 10,000-Year Clock
Concrete: The Most Destructive Material on Earth (more on The Guardian’s “Concrete Week”)
The Unfortunate Fate of Childhood Dolls by Rainer Maria Rilke
AirPods Are a Tragedy
Thinging the Real: On Bill Brown’s “Other Things”
Sum Effects: “Personal or real, tangible or intangible, durable, hard, soft, consumable, or perishable: my grandmother owned none of it. Goldyne Alter died with no possessions.”
A janitor rescued migrants’ possessions from a border facility’s trash. Now they’re art.
Evocative Objects: Things We Think With, ed. by Sherry Turkle
Friendly Floatees
Great Pacific garbage patch
Plastic: an autobiography by Allison Cobb
Curating the Anthropocene: “Imagine a future archeologist on a dig in what was once downtown Los Angeles, excavating, exposing layers of history, like the paleontologists at the La Brea Tar Pits are doing today, finding bones of saber-toothed cats, mammoth, and dire wolves. What does the archeologist of the future find?”
The System of Objects by Jean Baudrillard
My master thesis on The Bed
I’m in a class called Object Design rn so this is very useful to me and also I have a few more!
Fewer Better Things by Glenn Adamson
The Carrier Bag Theory of Fiction by Ursula K. Le Guin
Queer Phenomenology by Sara Ahmed (full disclosure this was an assigned reading and a lot of the heavier philosophical stuff started to go over my head but if that’s your thing it is interesting!)
The Bureau of Suspended Objects by Jenny Odell
Brown Butter Carrot Cake
You don’t have to think you’re hot but other people inevitably are going to so you at least need learn to accept that perception with grace instead of falling back on self deprecation every time someone is brave enough to call you cute
people are like you just need to apply to 10 jobs a day meanwhile each of the jobs want you to write them 1500 words of uniquely tailored sycophancy & then manually input your cv into their custom application form 3 different times
and then they never call you back
im sorry but the concept of cum is so deeply unserious to me. you mean your dick got touched and now there’s goo? and this is everyone’s problem?
My dream is for Hozier to do a cover of “Nobody” by the Crane Wives, and for the Crane Wives to do a cover of “Nobody” by Mitski, and for Mitski to do a cover of “Nobody” by Hozier. I’m calling it the Nobody Exchange and I think it could be huge.
Ok but with this week’s episode of The Pitt I have to inform non-sports non-Pittsburgh folks that there is a player on the Pirates named Andrew McCutchen who tweets the word “furries” every year during Anthrocon then proceeds to absolutely annihilate any baseball unfortunate enough to cross his path.
Well it's only on home games, if they happen during Anthrocon, but yes.
And this isn't some underground theory thing. This is well known in the baseball world. Like here's the MLB writing about it.
This story was excerpted from Justice delos Santos’ Pirates Beat newsletter. To read the full newsletter, click here. And subscribe to get i
And here's a video about it-
Update on this: McCutchen’s now playing on the Texas Rangers. He hit his first homer with them yesterday. What else happened yesterday? The Texas Furry Fiesta. It wasn’t even a home game, they were in Philly. Everything’s bigger in Texas, including McCutch’s furry powers.
It's spring now which means the kids in my city have started drawing hopscotches on the sidewalk and as a rule I do every hopscotch I see because 1. Use it or lose it (ability to scotch) and 2. If a child got down on the hardscrabble streets of Boston Massachusetts to draw a scotch the least I can do is use it, but in doing the hopscotches, I've learned that about 50% of them are the typical 8-10 step scotch and the other 50% are. Somewhat avant-garde. And of course I'm not vetting the entire scotch before I start it so sometimes it's like haha 8 steps woo! Childlike whimsy! And sometimes they're 20 steps or 30 or they've got a section with three squares instead of two where you have to do a little Charleston to step on all three, or, memorably, FORTY one foot squares. A full BLOCK of jumping on one foot but I'm no quitter so once I've started Jigsaw Junior's fuckin hopscotch gauntlet I'm there til the end just a daily pot smoker in her thirties jumping kasa-obake style through an affluent suburb while some little proto-kennedy watches from his bedroom window rubbing his sadistic little third grade hands together and cackling. It's amazing. I love spring.
money beyond ypur wildist dreams
one hundred and seventy dollars
there’s a friday ass vibe about this wednesday boys keep your wits about you
how i return with my 2nd sauce after everyone said the cashier would not give me a 2nd sauce
"this too shall pass" sure but have you considered the fact that i don't like the way it's passing
AND the only way out is through. FUCKKKK
snoopy of the day
(losing a trinket important to me): it’s just plastic. It’s just material. Someone else will find it and it’ll brighten up their day. If i really want to i can replace it. Loss is natural in love. Life isn’t fair and i’ll tear up earth and sky if i knew i could find you again under the covers of my pillows. But like, it’s $16.67 to replace. I’m okay.
you have to realize that you CAN keep everything perfect and safe, but you’ll never get to fully enjoy them. Sweaters get stretched. Stuffed animals get worn. Earrings get lost. and love turns to grief. If i want to be happy, i have to know that sadness is the little brother who holds her hand.
Nvm. Trinket was found and i’m now keeping it locked up forever so i can’t ever lose it again