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tumblr users love reading. you literally stopped for this post just because it has words in it
this is one of my favorite bits about tumblr
the users seem to actually prefer text posts to anything else, and treat it as a chore to play a video especially with sound
I used to be monotheistic. Until the great worm that I worship got cut in half
fellas I’m knee-deep in a wikipedia hole (not unlike these horses), and I just
This is one of the funniest things I've found on tumblr and I've seen some shit
While still in school, my clinical psych professor, a guy I respect a lot, did give us a lecture about this attitude as it is becoming more and more prevalent unfortunately. He said you will inevitably work with people you do not want to work with in your training. You can go on to choose your clients later on but you WILL be expected to have this skill and even exceed at it. Yes, even predators. Yes even offenders. Yes even “those” people who scare you. You will train in prisons. You will train in hospitals. Working with difficult clients is unavoidable. You absolutely must learn to do it. If you cannot, then stop wasting your time and switch majors now
If academic psychology had any teeth this person would not make it beyond year 1. Unfortunately it doesn’t. It’s a field with rampant historical racism, eugenics, and pseudoscience. That’s how people like the person who wrote those tags make it so far despite being completely unqualified to counsel a single baked bean
“I want to be a proctologist but I don’t want to touch butts.” “I want to be a mortician but I don’t want to deal with corpses.”
How, pray, is “psychologist only for people who have nothing wrong with them” supposed to work?
i had a random thought and you're th eclosest thing to an oracle i know
so lightning is made when part of a cloud rubs against another cloud, right? so i was wondering. if the cloud was alive would the sensation of this translate to pleasure? would lightning being produced in a storm be like masturbating for the cloud?
Getting killed off by a celestial cumshot sure takes the glory and romance out being struck by lightning as a cause of death.
roses are red, tomatoes are sweet, HE BOOTS TOO BIG FOR HE GOT DAMN FEET
"He has a 12 inch cock" well my pussy ain't a fucking magicians hat bitch where is all that supposed to go
sex isn't sexy unless it's a little bit gross. have you forgotten that you are a divine ape? plastic smooth skin, plucked hair, painted faces, scripted reactions, scrubbed til only the smell of perfumed soap remains, proportions that are conflictingly cookiecutter yet unattainable, none of this is even a little bit interesting.
you can laugh at napoleon's "home in three days, don't bathe" letter to his wife, but there's more sexuality in that one line then there is in the entirety of the hypersexualized but painfully unsexy internet.
What are your thoughts on musk?
i hope he dies
this too shall pass
HURRY UP
The oldest living tree ever found was a pine named “Prometheus.” It had been alive since before the Egyptian pyramids were built. Some guy cut it down in 1964. Source
he was actually a forestry graduate student who was doing research on bristlecone pines (Pinus langaevea) and got his increment borer stuck in the tree. this tool costs almost $800, so he asked the forest service if he could cut down the tree to recover the tool. after cutting it down, it became apparent that the tree was actually the oldest living organism. ever. (around 8,000 years old). so, not just some asshole. the guy feels extremely guilty and has even broken down in tears during an interview about the accident
OH MY GOD SO LET ME TELL YOU A STORY
So after the grad student cut down the tree and discovered it was the oldest tree in the world he quit studying forestry and went to study salt flats (can’t cut down the oldest trees in the world on salt flats no siree none of that happening) and he was being interviewed about his research, but in the middle of the interview the reporter just stops and says “wait aren’t the guy that…”
And he just takes off running. Literally. Turns around and runs across the salt flats away from the interview and I feel so bad for him but I can’t help but start crying I’m laughing so hard about it imagine a guy high tailing it across salt flats away from a dude with a recorder
its so different to know it was an accident and that NO ONE was aware until after. its not like this was one ignorant guy cutting down a fucking relic.
queers who unironically hate on furries and kinksters are funny as hell. like awh what's that buddy? you base your moral judgements on your petty disgust rather than intrinsic harm? awh...
you would be homophobic if you were straight.
peanut butter Mona Lisa 🥜🎨 Illustrated using a butter knife, chopstick, skewer, toothpick via my instagram
y’all my friend decided to investigate what was blocking their drain system and you are not prepared for the answer
i never draw for posts but something about this overtook me so sorry op
what is this from
the titanic
I FUCKING FORGOT I QUEUED THIS
For all who celebrate man’s hubris!
I go on Tumblr, I feel basic. I go out into the real world and people look at me like I fell out of a ufo
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Ich geh auf Purzlr, ich fühle mich durchschnittlich. Ich gehe raus in die echte Welt und Leute glotzen mich an, als wäre ich aus nem Ufo geplumpst