[icarianarts]

Inventing new dishes

[fwizard]

all i need is a sweet treat. and six thousand dollars

[phillip-bankss]

I'm sorry your parents named you Philip ☹ I could name you something better

[ieafy]

dusk

[pipermintz-deactivated20260402]

I feel like if humans swallowed rocks like birds do to help grind up food we'd have so much fun with it.

Can just imagine all the girlies on tiktok going "I know this is a bit controversial but I honestly love using limestone as a gastrolith. Not only can you readily forage it but they are just so pretty when smoothed out after regurgitating them"

and then all the comments would be like " girl 😭 😭 calcite dissolves in stomach acid!! Just use quartz if you want a pretty gastrolith like 💀"

[eternalfarnham]

I like this site. Y’all just shotgunning counterfactual timelines

[ilostmygh0st]

[black-quadrant]

sometimes all you need is one passionate person who goes berserk for your work to keep you creating

[authenticstains]

[sexwitsockson]

[lxcke]

THE SWIMMING PIC HAS ME SOBBING 😭😭

[podcastwizard]

hey sorry it's just that i don't think i'm very good at being a person. thanks for letting me try with you, anyway.

[desert-love]

[a-book-of-creatures]

When you see an adolescent saguaro 👍

[1anonyymous1]

god i love coming home and being at home and sitting inside my home and staying home

[macklesufficient]

i have too much joie de vivre for this

[macklesufficient]

i’m so serious when i say excessive fear of being annoying/creepy/taking up people’s energy etc holds us back. it seems like it’s just little things but they add up. over the past month i’ve ordered food and drinks almost exclusively by asking “do you have a favorite?” and i know if i said that on twitter or wherever ppl would dogpile me for demanding emotional labor of servers or w/e but every single person i’ve asked has seemed genuinely psyched to answer! i don’t ask if it’s busy obvi, and use a phrasing that gives them the easy out of “i don’t have one”— but no one has taken it! the girl at the cafe confessed to me with something like conspiracy in her voice how everybody raves about the gluten free chocolate chip cookies and sure, they’re great, but the delicious, fluffy homemade waffles are RIGHT THERE. the barbera the bartender recommended was actually kind of awful but it broke the ice and we ended up talking for like 45 minutes. the bodega guy declared that he usually makes himself a burger but tonight was “a breakfast sandwich night” and tbh he was totally right. it WAS a breakfast sandwich night

[macklesufficient]

thank you tumblr user @saw5. tumblr user saw 5 gets it

[squeaky-hawkmoth]

years of scientific research

[wizardcurse]

I should start posting franz kafka style diary quotes but it’s from my journal from when I was 11/12 and obsessed with naruto 

[wizardcurse]

—Saturday 02nd October, 2011. 8:45pm.

[bold-baddie]

[identitty-dickruption]

when I say "being loved is a skill" I don't mean that:

you have to work to make yourself loveable

you have to be a certain way to deserve love

any other bullshit that might imply that traumatised people are unloveable

what I mean is:

trusting someone else is a skill

it's especially hard to trust that someone else actually loves you after you've had experiences of people pretending to do so

expecting cruelty is a skill that needs to be unlearned, and that can be a long and difficult process

seeing yourself as someone who is capable of being loved can be a radical shift that takes a lot of effort

when you grow up feeling unloveable, it's easy to be suspicious of anyone who treats you the way you should've been treated the entire time, and this can cause you to reject them before they have the chance to reject you. learning when suspicion is and isn't warranted is a skill

people loved me before I learnt the skill that is "being loved". it's just that my instincts all tell me to react in ways that are counterintuitive to the overall project of loving and being loved. it takes work to sort through these instincts and it takes work to let people into my life, and it takes a whole range of various skills to make that happen. none of that is my fault. and it's unfair that it's become my responsibility to do that work. but I'm not alone in the work and I hope you're not either