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The original flag, by Gilbert Baker, June 25, 1978.

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One of the most annoying genres of people on the internet are people who act like they believe science is one single monolithic thing. Like, you'll see an article saying something like "scientists studying the movement of tectonic plates", and then in the comments there'll be several smug people saying "smh why are scientists doing this instead of finding a cure for cancer", like. Why would a geologist be doing that.

everydaylouie

captive audience

everydaylouie

clocking out

passionpeachy

music taste

(acrylic markers on panel)

helenvaughans

"crime" for conservatives is basically just existing in public as a person of color

dragon-in-a-fez

always thinking about that Oxford study that found half of adults define "young people hanging around in groups" as "anti-social behaviour"

stantler-and-walrein

>"anti-social behaviour"

>looks inside

>socialising

teaboot

>L'enfant plaza metro

>Les enfants

me----irl

Reblog if you think the person you reblogged this from deserves to be happy.

excuse-me-thanks

“i should take a walk for my mental health” boring, tired, i don’t even really wanna do it tbh

“i need to check the perimeter” i need to check the perimeter

the-future-is-chrome

repeat after me. humans are not inherently evil humans are not like a virus on this earth humans do not “deserve” to go extinct or anything like that. we are living breathing animals that deserve space just like every other creature on this planet. there’s just a tiny amount of us that have a fuck ton of money and power and they really suck

faggotette

ecofascist rhetoric getting popular again and i don’t like it one bit

starcrossedbones

i just wanted to draw him in this stupid shirt but i accidentally made him look so beautiful and kind why did i do that

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natalieironside

In between the credit card scams and incomprehensible mobile games and pleas to soak my feet in olive oil like we've all come to expect, a significant percentage of the tumblr "ads" I've been getting are just AI generated videos of ppl doing blood meridian shit to theirselves with knives and needles and such. I haven't looked at any of them long enough to ascertain what product and/or service is being sold.

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Maybe this is a viral marketing campaign for tumblr premium. Staff is like "Pay us to block ads or you're gonna see what we do to freeloaders around here"

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Tumblr is a webbed sight where you can't post tits but if you pay for ad space you can post snuff and gore

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You can pay to force anyone to watch you walk around pissing everywhere and not be able to block you.

You can pay to advertise "the tiktok of sex."

You can advertise ANYTHING on tumblr! But god forbid a trans woman post fully clothed transition timeline photos. God forbid you show a bare boob occasionally to only be seen by a few people following you.

basic-bamboo

God forbid you draw a picture of Black bunnyboys with big bellies

natalieironside

Oh, and also there is The Bible. So much of that all over everywhere. Some group of people is paying umpteen pasquillion dollars to make sure tumblr users are aware of The Bible. Like none of the ads I've seen mention any specific congregation or denomination, it's just Hey guys here's Jesus. And here is Bible. In case u didn't know.

That's what's for sale on tumblr: Snuff, gore, scams, and the Bible. Real one-stop shop.

I must say that I am deeply deeply mistrustful of people who seem a bit too enthusiastic about increasing my awareness of The Bible, on account of all the different stuff that's happened over the past 2000 years

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you get used to it, but it's tiring, because they need you to understand your own life as a series of goalposts. what college are you going to, what's your major going to be, whatcha gonna do with that, oh where will you settle down, when can i expect grandkids.

for the longest time my goals have been so blurry that they track into each other, their undefined edges slipping quietly back into the soft night. today i want to be a writer; tomorrow i will want to be a doctor, later i will wish i took that law school free ride. how the fuck do people just know what they want to do with their life?

where do you want to be in five years? i want to be alive; which is a huge step for me. ten years ago i would have said i want to be asleep and meant i hope that i'm dead by then.

but i want a yellow kitchen and a stand mixer. i want a garden and a fruit tree (cherry, if i can make that happen) and a big yard for my dogs to play in. i want to come home and read poetry out loud to someone and have them close their eyes to listen. i want a summer watergun fight. i want to make snowmen. i want to be the house to go to for halloween. i want my life to settle around me in a softness, for it to lay down gently. if i am very, very, very lucky, i want to travel; finally go someplace overseas.

of course i don't know what i want to be doing professionally. what i actually want to be doing is curling up beside my dog, settling in to read. i want to be making myself a cup of good coffee.

i can't answer the other questions. whenever people asked me what do you want to be when you grow up, i used to say i hope i'm happy.

i hope i'm still kind, five years from now. i hope i never get jaded and mean. i hope i have stayed in therapy. what do you picture yourself doing? when will you actually be an adult about this? why are you so afraid of being ambitious?

am i not ambitious? the other day i rearranged my furniture which doesn't quite fit into my apartment. i watered my plants. i'm going to try to propagate a cherry seed. my five year goal is to spend more time laughing. to lie down in a patch of sunwarm moss. to relax for a minute. to close my eyes and think oh thank god. this is why i stayed. this is finally it.