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full-force slamming my cock into a cliff face that ive painted to resemble a pussy after watching the roadrunner fuck it with ease
That enough Tumblr for today
log back on and read my post you son of a bitch
Actually embarrassing I have to send this text to the work gc
Chain lightning is the best wizard spell because you hit one person with a lightning bolt and then OTHER PEOPLE also get hit by a lightning bolt. Literally no downsides to casting it in every situation possible.
This is what the average YouTube thumbnail looks like now
spent too long on this
I consider myself a real hater but sometimes you really do go too far with haterism. once I had to break mutuals with someone bc they hated the entire art form of poetry and the final straw was when they started hateposting about soup. The food
deriding things as performative is anti third space
im sitting on a patio at my favorite cafe rn and im hand stitching them hem of a dress im working on. and i can see why someone would say im being performative by working on something like this in a public space. but frankly theres no element of that. i just want to work somewhere that isnt my apartment. i want to be in public, i wanna chat with strangers, i wanna see the world. itās nice to hang out somewhere that isnt my home!
what i mean is when you say people are being performative you discourage them from doing shit they love in public. and thats no way to foster the world we want to see.
Small mockup/proof of concept of an experimental video technique, one which I have dubbed "Jumpcalm". I am looking to further develop this idea for use in psychotherapy and mental health practices at scale.
Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.
He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"
"What?"
He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"
"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."
Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.
Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.
Havenāt posted about plastic in a minute. Rest assured, I am still hard at work eating all plastic on earth
They could never hurt me in any way that matters. I will not be kept from my calling
Tumblr, I mightāve already done that
Thinking about Miku and the IBM 7094 singing Daisy Bell together and trying not to cry
I wish I could articulate why it fills my heart with love. Something about 2 very different generations of computer voices singing a very simple song together as equals. Something about how music is one of the first things people wanted to make a computer do. Something about how that has continued all these years later with vocaloids. Something about the simplicity and lack of gravitas given to the situation. It doesnt sound like a studio recording, its just two singers duetting an old song together because singing together is simply a joy that anyone can share with another
Going to bed but this is the specific video I was thinking of when I made this post and im still crying abt it
hii just in case u didnt know: im fat! and i love my life!
being fat is okay! you can be happy and fat! kill the weight watchers sales rep in your head!
signed, barley. i love you ā¤ļø fat liberation now!
hi op i hope it's okay if i add my fat joy and some largefat perspective to this post too
you are never too fat to be loved you are never too fat to be beautiful you are never too fat to be desirable in every way
grabs u by the shoulders if u are already kinda fat but still have an ed. ITS OKAY TO RECOVER AND GET EVEN FATTER I PROMMY YOU WILL BE HAPPIER
you truly can't have gimmicks as a transfem, huh.
like (and i know these aren't gimmick blogs but personal blogs with a particular focus), i-suggest-forcefem? plagiarized endlessly by tmras. yay-bunnies? plagiarized endlessly by tmras. they want our product but not us. tho like even blogs with pretty much zero gimmicks have impersonators, like sailatina for example.
of course only the original transfems are banned
checks out. our job is to generate "queer culture" for free and then get swapped out if we're considered uppity about anything
some good tags
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im blowing up this is adorable
Teacher: guys this Tumblr post is 36281992 years old and only the long lost Tumblr princess can read it
Me: but teacher, I can read it just fine *starts reading in perfect tumblanese*
thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.
sorry to put your tags on blast on this insane breach containment post I have since muted, but you're right and you should say it.
It is defeatable. Go for the throat.
Thereās something so uniquely terrifying about memory issues. I feel like my self is slipping away from me.
Hereās the thing I feel like a lot of folks donāt get: Iām not trying to forget what you said. Honestly, I really tried not to. I canāt control what I do and donāt rememberāforgetting things just happens. Itās annoying for you, I know, but for me itās distressing as hell and when you make a big deal out of it rather than just reminding me you make me feel ashamed. Iāll remember that, at least.
It costs you nothing to be kind to people with memory problems. Please. Itās scary enough without people treating memory lapses as a personal failing.
Hey, reblog this version instead, please!