Had to label the old trash barrels so the collectors would know to take them
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Had to label the old trash barrels so the collectors would know to take them
This should be the last post on tumblr before it is shut down.
take us away boys
y’all don’t get tired of posting porn all day? like all day, everyday? you not tired?
and its the same ol black and white blowjob gif
*black and white gif of a waxed, skinny white woman wearing a pearl necklace and heels blowing a random hairless guy in business attire in an upscale hotel room*
This is how tumblr will end, not in an indecipherable meme or social justice debate but a sea of boring porn.
Oops predicted it.
A thing I really like about the cottagecore/farmcore/grandmacore community, is the way simple things are romanticized. It’s a break from a culture centered around consuming, and inspires slow living and appreciation for your natural surroundings and simple joys.
To find meaning and happines in tending to your tomatoes, making jam from your grandmother’s recipe, or taking a nap in the sun is such a beautiful thing to me. There is such a feeling of luxury to be able to share a homemade cake with the people you care about, or to be able to give away some of your carrots to your neighbour, it really makes a little feel like a lot!
I want you to know I put primus on while I was driving my dad to the airport the other day and he went “what the fuck are you listening to, the seinfeld theme?”
my presence was in that entire situation. love that
I had to babysit my girlfriends cat.
Child: What’s a VHS?
Me:
i have honest to god never seen a santa clause reaction gif in my entire life
OH MY GOD
Fun fact: According to Greek legend there was a famous prostitute who managed to avoid a death sentence by showing the judges her boobs and arguing that it would be a crime against the Gods to destroy something so beautiful.
Before you ask, yes there are paintings of this. And yes, they’re amazing.
Read more.
I love history.
Role models tho.
The gay one
No, but this is one of my absolute favorite bits of history!
The courtesan named was named Phryne and she was indeed a renowned beauty, and was indeed was put on trial for a capital crime. And yes, the sum of her defense consisted of her stripping in court (helped by her lover/defendant) and asking the jury (all males) if they were prepared to destroy this.
But this is actually a very interesting case of Values Dissonance - the capital crime she was accused of was blasphemy. In Ancient Greek society, exceptional beauty was a sign of favor from the gods, and they took the idea that beauty indicated goodness with great seriousness. They even called their nobles Kaloi k'Agathoi, “the Beautiful and the Good.”
So by showing off her great physical beauty, Phryne was being very clever indeed, her argument essentially being “How could I possibly commit blasphemy if the gods have given me this body?“
God, I adore history.
”If these tits are legit, you must acquit.”
If you wanted to see how many people don’t know what taxes are or how they work, read the notes
I think my only problem with continued joke— tech bros just invented busses tech bros just invented renting etc— is that it assumes these guys are just clueless idiots who don’t know how the world works. The reality is these guys know exactly what they’re doing and what they’re doing is creating a lifestyle that deliberately excludes the poor. Re-invent the bus system so you don’t have to sit next to the poor. Re-invent renting to be even more exclusive. Re-invent taxes so you be sure your money is only helping “your community” ie other wealthy people and then vote to lower actual taxes so that none of that money goes to help anybody else. This is absolutely a purposeful plan. Nobody wants to drive on roads with potholes or walk on broken sidewalks but why should our tax money go to *those people* I know let’s create a “community startup” so we can cut taxes without personal inconvenience.
Oh my god
Jesus fuckin Christ..
@concentrated-sunshine
I like how he managed to both destroy a laptop and annoy a hamster in pursuit of reading the newspaper
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even if the fraud was like 5% it wouldn’t compare to rich people cheating the system by trillions lmao
Also, SNAP “fraud” is like exchanging some of your stamps for cash to buy necessities you can’t buy with stamps, like soap or deodorant or tampons
TBH even if one hundred percent of people on food stamps were committing food stamp fraud I’d still be in favor of keeping the program around
Hey I wanna talk about this.
I work at a drug addiction counseling center. A ton of my clients have, at one time or another, sold their food stamps. This is basically exactly what the GOP is afraid of, right? Drug addicts selling their food stamps.
I have learned, now, to ask them WHY they sold their food stamps. Here is an incomplete list of the answers:
- I need tampons, and you can’t buy them with foodstamps
- See above RE: toilet paper
- I was living in a hotel with no kitchen then. I had to buy pre-prepared food
- The homeless shelter won’t let me keep food in my locker or room, so I have to buy pre-prepared food (Yes, really)
- I had to make rent
- My sister had to make rent
- My son had to make rent
- I needed co-pays to get my medication or I’ll die
- I needed co-pays to get my medication or I’ll loose control of my mental health
But the absolute most common form of food stamp fraud I see? Giving away food stamps to other family members who get no food stamps or insufficient food stamps to feed their families. I see that every month. People glassy eyed and hungry because they gave away their food to their adult kids, their grand kids, cousins, siblings etc.
So, is food stamp fraud rampant? In some places, yes. And I’m not about to chastise people for it.
This needs to be said over and over.
Ok yes I represent foster care kids I need to add to this list:
—my kids godmother is taking care of them right now and since we aren’t blood related technically there was no other way to give them legal aid for my kids
—one of my kids is in care for a reason that doesn’t affect the kid I do have and I did not want to adjust my already insufficient SNAP card benefits
—literally I just got my kids back in my care after they spent months in foster care and DSS hasn’t gotten around to legally giving me back my benefits yet so it was either wait for the rubber stamp n starve or make sure my family can eat
—I can’t qualify for food stamps myself because I’m a teen mom in foster care so I’m supposed to be getting DSS benefits and I’m not allowed to “double dip” but my foster home is crap and isn’t actually trying to work with me and help me (yes, really)
—I was trying to help out my starving relatives because none of us have disposable income and all of us have disabilities
Wentworth Miller searches himself at an Internet café, October 2006
LAKE FOREST, IL—Exhilarated by the atmosphere of sheer madcap anarchy created by the subtle variations in their visual acuity, a group of friends trying on each others’ glasses Friday reveled in the glorious mayhem of their somewhat different prescriptions. “Whoa! Everything is super blurry!” said Katherine Grant, 27, evidently transported with unfettered glee to the fairy tale world of a friend with a minor astigmatism in her right eye. “Oh, these ones of Sandy’s kind of make my head hurt. Hmm, Chris, are those bifocals? That’s just insane!” After returning the glasses to their respective owners, the friends found themself marooned on the bitter shores of comeuppance by the harsh, unforgiving tide of getting a few smudges on their lenses.
I stumbled across this video and poem randomly and it reminded me how rarely that happens, these days. It’s kind of beautiful.
part 1 we are travelers, searching for what we call “home”. to find peace within. but you have to understand that home is not a place. and maybe we feel empty because we leave pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love. as humans, we are constantly trying to fill this void in our body which we are born with. we try to satisfy this emptiness by eating, loving, fucking, drinking, smoking, hurting; when we find something, or more so someone who is able to make us feel anything less than broken, we clutch on to them like we held onto our mothers fingers the first time she held us, and refuse to let go. we are thought to be co-dependent, we are used to only finding happiness in others. but the truth is, we do not need anybody to complete us, we are whole, holes and all, and no one can give or take anything away from us. we are matter; we cannot be created or destroyed. next time you feel broken, remember that you are not. you are exactly how you are supposed to be. this is a reminder that it is not permanent. part 2 if you were alone you would cut yourself in two so that one part would shape the other. we kissed until our lips felt swollen. nobody told me there’d me days like these. everything it’s in its right place. do you believe you’re missing out, that everything good is happening somewhere else? if not you, then who? if not now, then when?
just thought you should know
help what were those little graspy hands that held stuff people used to wear on their skirts called
Chatelaines!!!!!
concept: instead of like. a bunch of belt pockets or wtf ever give your character a tricked out steampunk version of THESE PUPPIES
Men not giving you pockets is the mother of invention
This>a big ring of keys.