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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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I cry before sex and I cry after sex, of course, but during sex? I have a fucking job to do.
Which is cry while getting pounded into the mattress, yea. Obviously.
ppl are so annoying “you can’t paint ur bedroom pink you’re an adult” i did not spend my entire life waiting to grow up and control my life to paint my bedroom beige
I had a sales woman in furniture store try and tell me not to buy a hot bubblegum pink loveseat because she wanted me to “think about the future”
Bitch, I am thinking about the future. I already got a hot bubblegum pink couch at home and now I need a loveseat to go with it.
when I first bought my house, I announced my decision to paint my bedroom purple. I had wanted a purple bedroom for thirty damn years, you fucking bet I was gonna have one now. My friends decided, for some reason, that I meant what one of them referred to as “14 year old girl purple” (through what’s wrong with the colors a 14 year old girl chooses, I don’t know, even if they’re not what I want as an adult). They didn’t believe me until they saw the color on the actual wall, even thought they helped me pick out paints. My mother, meanwhile, decided to get worried that if I painted my bedroom a “dark purple”, it would be “depressing”. As if, with an entire house to live in, I would spend all my time in the bedroom, which I wanted to be dark because I would be sleeping in there. In the damn dark.
I had like one, maybe two friends who were all like FUCK YEAH YOU PAINT IT WHATEVER COLOR YOU WANT, PURPLE BEDROOMS ARE AWESOME.
But when they actualy saw the finished bedroom, every single one of them was like, “Oh yeah, that’s really pretty.” (Well, the ones who supported me from the beginning were more like WOOHOO.)
And the moral of the story is: Fuck ‘em, please yourself. Either they’ll come around, or you can safely ignore every question of taste they opine about for the rest of time.
This applies to other adulting activities, too. When I was a kid, I decided that I wanted to have a wedding cake made of doughnuts. When I got older, I figured that I would be “mature” about it and get a traditional cake, which the older adults approved of. Now that I’m 25 and facing the possibility of actual marriage in the near future, I’m just like “marriage is a social construct but it comes with tax & insurance benefits, so just give me that goddamn doughnut cake.” If they don’t like it then they don’t have to come to my wedding.
https://xkcd.com/150/
I would like you all to view my office. I’m thirty and my rainbow room is awesome, people can fight me
I’m thirty and my first big furniture purchase was a custom coffin shaped coffee table that opens up and is lined with purple crushed velvet. I would have loved it at 13 and I love it now. Growing up doesn’t mean you have to abandon what makes you happy.
GROWING UP DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.
GROWING UP DOESN’T
MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON
WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
I have told this story before, and I will tell it again, because I am An Old now and repeating stories forever is our prerogative:
When I bought my house, the kitchen was multiple shades of dingy white. It was dismal, but it was now mine! So went to the hardware store for paint (well, several trips, painted swatches on panel, etc — I’m very picky. But this was the final, ‘real’ trip). It was a busy day in the paint section. There were at least five people behind me in line.
Now, remember, latex paint is slightly lighter and brighter when wet than it is when dry. And I’d decided to paint my kitchen candy-apple red. The hardware store employee took my gallon off the Paint Jiggler and cracked it open to put a dab on the top, revealing the most incredibly deep pink, and behind me I hear the entire line of people say,
“Oh my god.”
…in perfect chorus.
I did not realize up until that moment that shocking a crowd of strangers with my paint color choices was a life goal, but at that moment I felt an absolutely overwhelming sense of achievement.
This is the door to my garage. It used to be white. Live your best life.
Mischief the cat says “Who goes there?”
Every visiting friend says “This is so cool.”
If you’re looking for an excuse to do some decorating that will make your soul sing, this entire thread is your sign to do it and don’t look back!
This is the door to
my garage. It used to be
white. Live your best life.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
I’m 35. I have been told my place looks like maybe a LP fan lives there.
Not sure what they mean.
When I first moved into my place, I painted the spare room, that eventually became my office, lime green, the kind of lime green that glows down the corridor when I open the door - The colour was only available as an “accent colour” in the section of paints intended for children’s playrooms, and in the shop I got a lot of “Oh your son will love this!” And from people I knew I got a lot of “Oh well, you’re 21 now, you’re basically a teenager, this is a terrible idea, you’ll hate it and need to pull out all the furniture to repaint it.” And I have to report that I am now in my forties and my office still looks like this, and it makes me smile every time I see it.
this is such a modern idea, too
not decorating trends; those have always existed. but the idea that color and decoration is inherently childish
this is the dining room at the Eustis Estate in Milton, Massachusetts, from 1878 (where I used to work, briefly). the walls are TEXTURED MICA SHIMMER on a green background. Adult Space For Adults!
A jewelry shop in Paris c. 1901. kids can’t buy jewelry!
who can forget the classic 1950s colorful bathroom? I’m not a huge fan, but still! adult space! bright colors; decorative designs!
meanwhile “you’re immature if you like Art Nouveau” is a hot take I’ve really, seriously seen on this webbed site (only once, thank the gods). I don’t know who started this, but I’m going to kill them
I think a lot of it stems from the ubiquitous Waterhouse prints that were sold on college campuses for 20 years. like why would I get a free pass if it were Monet instead Western culture is stupid. The entire point of being an adult is breakfast for dinner and cake for breakfast and dying with the most toys.
instantly decided to reblog when i got to GROWING UP DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.
The examples of decorated homes above are both either modern or upper class, which makes it easy to dismiss because “sure the rich people have beautiful homes” and “sure, modern middle-class people have lots of color in their homes.”
So here’s two examples of traditional Norwegian farmhouse interiors. You know. The kinds of places peasants live in.
This type of painting is called “rosemaling” and today you usually find it on, like, carved wooden bowls and such that are only used for decoration. But back two centuries ago, it was very common to find the interiors of homes covered in it, in projects that were painted little by little over the decades. Because it’s beautiful to look at, paint is the cheapest way of decorating your house, and what else are you going to do on the long winter nights when it’s too dark and cold to work outdoors?
But mostly, they did it because it made them happy, and it was beautiful.
Those old peasants were on to something, I think.
your assigned ilya of the day is casually getting ready for his man in THE legendary rick owens
I often forget that people outside of my little corner of the internet don’t see problems related to reproductive organs as gender neutral and making jokes about my very manly uterus won’t go over well with the normies
it’s okay guys I’m literally as normal as a person in my situation can be
i love you shane hollander never change
gender - jegulus - @jeggyverses-jegulus-microfic - word count: 353
“Potter, what the fuck is this?” Regulus asked, wholly unimpressed, as he looked down at the cake James had handed him only moments ago.
“I think that’s pretty obvious,” the older boy beamed, gesturing to the treat.
But…it really wasn’t. Because yes, it was obviously a cake. But it seemed to be intended for a baby shower of some sort. It was white, with two little baby booties on top–one pink and one blue–and the words in icing said, ‘Boy or Girl?’
Regulus blinked. “Are you pregnant?” he deadpanned.
James cackled. “Ah, Reg. You kill me. No, this is for you.”
“Well I sure as fuck am not pregnant,” he insisted, affronted.
“And thank Merlin for that,” Sirius said loudly, joining them in the Potters’ kitchen. “Time for cake?”
“Why are we having cake?” Regulus pushed, looking from his beaming boyfriend to his infuriating brother.
“We’re having a gender reveal!” James finally explained, smiling widely. “For you!”
Regulus stared.
“You know…” Sirius added, probably because Regulus hadn’t reacted. “You know how expecting mums always make a huge deal out of the gender of their baby? Well, obviously Wally was dead wrong about yours so…we figured...let’s do a do-over! Excuse for cake, right?”
“It’s more than an excuse for cake,” James elbowed him, frowning. “It’s…a celebration, innit? For you being…you!”
Regulus blinked and looked down at the offending pastry. “So I cut into it, and…what?”
“You have to do it to find out!” Sirius singsonged, waggling his eyebrows.
So, because Regulus had no plans, was a bit touched Sirius and Jame had thought of this, and was a little curious, he grabbed the knife James handed him and cut a slice of the cake, pulling it to reveal baby-blue insides.
“IT’S A FUCKING BOY!” the cake boomed, immediately blowing up and spraying blue in every direction.
Mouth open, utterly aghast, Regulus opened his frosting-covered eyes a moment later to see James and Sirius standing sheepishly, also coated in blue.
“Happy….pride?” James asked softly, tongue poking out to lick some frosting off his lips.
“I’m going to Remus’s,” Regulus muttered, exiting the room.
im crying i love them so much
i like being a lesbian and all, but holy shit, men are so cool. i hope all men reading this have a wonderful day.
i like being gay and all, but holy shit, women are so cool!!!! i hope all women reading this have a wonderful day as well!!!!!!!!!
[image description: the epic handshake meme. one arm is labelled gay people and the other is labelled lesbians. in the middle it says "fuck yeah bro". end id]
hey guys, quick reminder! this post is about uplifting other people!!! tags like 'ugh, but men are gross lol' or 'op has never met a man' are not welcome and will recieve an insta block! men are cool! women are cool! thank you for coming to my fucking ted talk! :-)
why isn’t anyone allowed to be wrong anymore? it’s okay to be wrong. being wrong, and realizing you were wrong, is how you learn and grow.
small comforts
Danny Phantom really is a great concept for a comedy horror series. It’s too bad that concept had to enter the world through the mind of Butch Hartman.
shanebugs💪
Over 10 years ago I drew this mother naga with her kid and a bowl of gulab jamun, and I was blown away to see people still reblogging it and saying kind things here. I decided to draw a sequel, the PTA (People That are Anacondas) meeting is over, and she finally gets to have some gulab jamun. c: I really hope this cheers you up some.
My first reaction: she finally gets to have some!!
My second reaction: oh gosh they're holding tails in the second picture okay I need to reblog this.
a little study I did of james a few weeks ago 🧡✨
When the CEO of the company that didn't turn away Nazi business says "this isn't going to work" you know it's bad.
404 has been knocking it out of the park since they started. Please support their original reporting on this! If you subscribe to nothing else I highly recommend them. Their podcast is great too.
Planning documents for "Scout" say the plan is to "make people addicted" to the tool before adding new features.
This is the capitalist playbook.
Sell something at a loss to undercut all of your competition, outlast them at that deficit, then when all of the other options have been killed raise the prices up to even higher than what the original solution costs. AI is only different in that the product they're selling doesn't actually work.
Calling this AI push a bubble isn't hopeful speculation. They're overvaluing this bull shit to leverage equity as capital to prop up their product long enough for people not to realize it's a buggy trial demo that eats lakes and mountains at it's current non functional state.
They've run out of their own money and are turning to public stock trade now to bridge the gaps. Don't buy the shares. Let this shit die.
https://www.nytimes.com/2026/06/08/technology/openai-ipo.html?utm_campaign=openai-files-to-go-public
Wow I sure hope nothing bad happens!
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