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todays bird
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

@theartofmadeline
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@lysistra
Planet forming discs (University of Colorado)
"no one dances at clubs anymore because someones gonna record it and put it online and laugh" i know that sucks that people might publicly mock you en masse online, but if some asshole films someone dancing in the club and is like "look at this loser DANCING on a dance floor" , and if people laugh with them, THEY would be the ones who are uncouth and unfun.... like what kind of a loser sitting behind a camera mocks people for living life without fear ... not someone whos having whimsy and fun and empathy in their lives lmao. not someone whos opinion matters. like. i know all that stuff feels soooo real when youre very online bc of course i also grew up fearing everything i might do in public would be cringeworthy or whatever. but theres that post thats like "normalize nothing, everything you do is weird. youre free now" and its trueeeee
either that, or if the only thing stopping people from dancing truly is the fear of being filmed, then the idea should be for everyone to be brave and start dancing again regardless so that it becomes normal again.. like sometimes you have to be brave if you wanna see change
im gonna dive into detroit techno
one of my favorite dj sets ever was actually me spinning songs to a little kid party, like 7-9 years old. i was playing child appropriate music that little kids love like Call Me Maybe by carly rae jepson and APT by rose and like a Prayer by madonna and Come and Go by juice wrld and bones by imagine dragons. and like.... watching those kids get so worked up, jumping around, out of breath, huge smiles on all their faces, spinning each other around and coming up with their own goofy little dances.. no self consciousness, just joy. it reminded me how innate the love of music and dance is, how joyful and life affirming it is... music and dance is so beautiful and pure and divine, music and dance is always the answer
i honestly love the phrase disco nap we should always continue to use that word
Elpida Hadzi-Vasileva: Fragility (2015)
happy pride month to al jourgensen in jackie o drag
this song alwayyss takes me back there
omg i also used to love dancing up on the cubes if a new girl to the club would come up and compliment me and id ask her if shed wanna come up with me. and often times shed hesitate but then say yes and id pull her up with me and wed dance together and her friends or partner would be really excited for her and it was always such a fun way of welcoming new people to the club, it added to the atmosphere. box hogging does nothing to increase the vibe, you know?
new men in the club love to ask "have you ever been up on the gogo cubes?" and i flash back to the days of always having bruises on my knees from drunkenly clambering up on those cubes for any wax trax song, fitting 3 friends up all on one riser with everyone facing outwards dancing along to our favorite songs, marching around and tossing my hair and singing along to Land of Rape and Honey while my situationship below grinned and danced and sang along with me (us pointing at each other and shouting "you pray!"), making out with friends on there while rolling hard on molly, slowly sidestepping up there while tripping on acid... now its always like the same 3 people two stepping up there never getting down, and these days the djs never really play songs i love enough to try to kick the box hogs down >_> we used to all take turns, implied etiquette dictated that it should be only for a song or two, to show off your moves and hype the crowd, then you pass off the space to someone else. not so anymore apparently! anyways, i do still get up there occasionally, they played skinny puppy Dead Lines the other day and i was so inspired i tapped the man up there and asked him if i could come up. i climbed up and instantly got tips from 3 people
one thing ive been thinking about in the last few days is how when my mom was in a very toxic relationship when i was a kid, she developed a terrible MRSA infection on her leg. she always used to get staph infections when she was really stressed out throughout my childhood. she also has psoriasis, an autoimmune condition, that flares up whenever shes very stressed. did you know that the propensity for autoimmunity is genetic, but it's not always the same autoimmune disease amongst relatives? i have multiple family members with an AI disease, but none of us have the same one. my mysterious grandmother who died young due to medical malpractice had her thyroid removed, though no one in the entire family knows why—not even her ex husband (my grandfather). ive begun to wonder if it was autoimmune related. anyways, because of my mom's stress-induced skin issues, it was always very obvious to me the way chronic stress ties into overall health.
when my poor mother had her worst MRSA flareup, we lived with that awful man, and she'd usually keep her leg hidden. however, i saw the infection a few times, and it looked awful. i remember her putting both of her hands around the massive purple-red swelling, the circumference of an orange, the heat radiating from it, the peeling skin, the pus oozing... i was so young, i didnt even realize how bad it was at the time because she just accepted it, didn't seem too outwardly worried about it. she said she had gotten recurrent infections like that in minor injuries on different parts of her body for years. i thought that was just a thing that happened to people sometimes, based on her reaction to it. she always bottled up her emotions back then. she used to say that she never knew if she was happy or sad, because she was always too busy and stressed out to know. i never knew what to do for her back then. it all felt very helpless.
anyways, none of the images on google look nearly as bad as hers did at its worst. the closest i found was on reddit, of someone who apparently went septic and died soon after the photo was taken. my mom had gone to the doctor before and all his treatments didnt work, leaving her with this one particular awful abscess that had gotten significantly worse since she had last seen him, and she should have probably gone to the ER for...
the thing she swears by finally healed her though, was leaving that man and moving us out of that house, drinking more water, and the folk remedy of taking garlic/primrose pills. once she did all that, it faded, never to return again. because of reduced stress and two natural supplements, her immune system was finally strong enough to fight off the MRSA. she now has a wonderful husband who keeps her chilled out and happy, she works out regularly, and takes time to relax. now, her only skin issue is that she only has a tiny stubborn psoriasis patch that occasionally shows up on top of her foot when she gets too busy at work. it makes me so happy to hear her talking about trying new things or just doing things like going to the zoo, because she never really did anything for herself until the last few years.
anyways, chronic unmanaged stress has a physical toll. chronic unmanaged stress is inflammatory, and it disregulates the immune system, and it slowly kills. its one of the most unfair things in life in my opinion, that you can already be suffering under deeply stressful circumstances, or because of unresolved childhood trauma, and then your health can suffer because of that. did you know that childhood trauma is linked with a higher occurance of autoimmune disease? it's horrible. but it means we have to find ways to make life more bearable, to heal the mental pain to heal the body, to handle the stressors we will inevitably face in a healthier and more resilient way. i just got recommended a reel of a man saying something like "you have two options: be a bitch and defend your boundaries, or develop an autoimmune disease." and he is SO right. defend those boundaries. get out of these toxic circumstances. do things that bring you JOY. it may well heal some of your health problems
I Wish Tonight Would Last Forever, An Infinite Era Of Darkness
at the end of the club i got invited to an afters i had never heard of and i decided to drive by to check it out, but it was so weird and sketchy looking. it was an old broken down house, totally quiet and dark, with no cars parked anywhere near it. i just drove away lmao. if i was with someone maybe id go explore, but im tired and on my own so i didnt have the sidequest energy. i got tacos for myself instead. im sitting here alone in my parked car on the LA streets with my post club tacos listening to julee cruise to chill out after all that party excitement
gonna be me trying to telepathically communicate to the djs to play the music i want to hear