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Songs that never fail to make white people beyond turnt
 Donât Stop BelievingÂ
Bohemian RhapsodyÂ
Living On A PrayerÂ
Come On EileenÂ
Sweet CarolineÂ
Shot Through the HeartÂ
Pour Some Sugar on MeÂ
Sweet Home AlabamaÂ
Under PressureÂ
Shook Me All Night LongÂ
Ice Ice BabyÂ
Cotton Eyed Joe
500 Miles
WonderwallÂ
Buddy HollyÂ
A Thousand MilesÂ
Teenage DirtbagÂ
Red Solo CupÂ
Mr BrightsideÂ
Never Gonna Give You UpÂ
Eye of the TigerÂ
Chicken FriedÂ
American PieÂ
I Love Rock and RollÂ
Dancing QueenÂ
Donât You Want Me
We Will Rock YouÂ
The Time WarpÂ
Hey JudeÂ
Piano Man
This Is How We Do It
Drops of JupiterÂ
Hey Soul Sister
In The EndÂ
All The Small ThingsÂ
Stacyâs MomÂ
KryptoniteÂ
All StarÂ
You Found Me
Bad DayÂ
Bring Me To LifeÂ
Dance, Dance
Sugar Weâre Going DownÂ
I Write Sins Not TragediesÂ
All The Small ThingsÂ
Ocean AvenueÂ
Dirty Little SecretÂ
MargaritavilleÂ
Sk8er Boi
Brown Eyed GirlÂ
Life Is A HighwayÂ
Some NightsÂ
Little Lion ManÂ
Breakeven
Hey There DelilahÂ
Viva La Vida
Use SomebodyÂ
Carry On My Wayward SonÂ
Take On Me
1985Â
IrisÂ
Iâm AwesomeÂ
Seven Nation ArmyÂ
SeptemberÂ
Since U Been Gone
Skinny LoveÂ
Everybody (Backstreetâs Back)
Bye Bye ByeÂ
Say It Ainât SoÂ
Somewhere Only We KnowÂ
Iâm YoursÂ
Last ResortÂ
My GirlÂ
Tiny DancerÂ
Roxanne
ShoutÂ
Iâm a BelieverÂ
Soul Man
Feel Good IncÂ
Check Yes Juliet
Walking On SunshineÂ
MMM Bop
Pumped up KicksÂ
Hooked On A FeelingÂ
Itâs A Beautiful Day
Summer GirlsÂ
Before He CheatsÂ
Happy Together
You Make My Dreams Come True
Build Me Up Buttercup
Escape (The Pina Colada Song)
DONTTRUSTME
Shake It (Metro Station)
Juke Box Hero
Girls Just Want To Have Fun
BadScienceJokes.com
I am never accepting anything else as canon ever again.
french recipes: if youâre not making this in paris then whatâs the point. fuck you
italian recipes: use the left leg meat of a pig from one of three farms in this specific area of tuscany, or from this day my grandmother will begin manifesting physically in your house
american recipes: buy these three cans of stuff and put them in a pan congrats you cooked
chinese recipes, as handed down from mother to child: season it with a pinch of this and some of that. you want to know the exact amount? feel it in your heart. ask the stars. yell into the void.Â
English recipes: boil and salt it. Okay thatâs it enjoy
Greek recipes: You followed all the right steps but this isnât quite right. I donât know what to tell you.
Australia recipes: chuck it on the barbie
Latinx recipes: you will never make it better than your abuela, face the facts
Armenian recipes: spend eight days laboring over the stove. the food will be flavorful with the sacrifice of your sanity. no one will appreciate it.
Canadian recipes: It either needs more bacon, more maple syrup, more gravy, or an unholy combination of the three
Polish recipes: you have to toUCH THE DOUGH, FEEL THE PIEROGI IN YOUR HEART, TOUCH IT. LICK IT. SMELL IT.
Every time I see this post, I learn more about how different countriesâ cuisines AND neuroses.
Indian recipes: there are 500 cuisines and that means 500 versions of this dish that has 500 spices so glÂ
ashki jewish recipes: no, no. no. more onion.Â
internet recipes: here is a heartwarming story about my baby sisterâs third birthday that i completely made up, and a copypaste from alton brown.
Irish recipes:
honestly you know why people centuries ago were so extra in the way they spoke and so dramatic itâs because they were listening to classical music. go turn on some johann sebastian bach and tell me you donât suddenly feel like composing a hand written love letter to your dearest annabelle and using the word melancholy
them: if you donât like a corporation just donât buy from them me:
me: I could go on if you want me to
Youâre a regular office worker born with the ability to âseeâ how dangerous a person is with a number scale of 1-10 above their heads. A toddler would be a 1, while a skilled soldier with a firearm may score a 7. Today, you notice the reserved new guy at the office measures a 10.
You decide itâs best to find out what you can about this person. Cautiously, you approach his desk. Heâs a handsome man, tall, but with a disarming smile. How could such a friendly guy with such cute, dorky glasses be dangerous?
You extend your hand. âI noticed youâre new here. Whatâs your name?â
He shakes your hand warmly. His gaze is piercing, as if heâs looking right through you. âThe nameâs Clark,â he says. âSo, how long have you worked for the Daily Planet?â
This one wins.
international hand symbol for âwhat the fuck are you doingâ
old people really need to learn how to text accurately to the mood theyâre trying to represent like my boss texted me wondering when my semester is over so she can start scheduling me more hours and i was like my finals are done the 15th! And she texts back âYay for youâŠ.â how the fuck am i supposed to interpret that besides passive aggressive
Someone needs to do a linguistic study on people over 50 and how they use the ellipsis. Itâs FASCINATING. I never know the mood theyâre trying to convey.
I actually thought for a long time that texting just made my mother cranky. But then I watched my sister send her a funny text, and my mother was laughing her ass off. But her actual texted response?
âHa⊠right.â
Like, she had actual goddamn tears in her eyes, and that was what she considered an appropriate reply to the joke.I just marvelled for a minute like âwhat the actual hell?â and eventually asked my mom a few questions. I didnât want to make her feel defensive or self-conscious or anything, it just kind of blew my mind, and I wanted to know what she was thinking.
Turns out that sheâs using the ellipsis the same way I would use a dash, and also to create âmore space between wordsâ because it âjust looks better to herâ. Also, that I tend to perceive an ellipsis as an innate âdownswingâ, sort of like the opposite of the upswing you get when you ask a question, but she doesnât. And that she never uses exclamation marks, because all her teachers basically drilled it into her that exclamation marks were horrible things that made you sound stupid and/or aggressive.
So whereas I might sent a response that looked something like:
âYay! That sounds great - where are we meeting?â
My mother, whilst meaning the exact same thing, would go:
âYay. That sounds great⊠where are we meeting?â
And when I look at both of those texts, mine reads like âhappy/approvalâ to my eye, whereas my motherâs looks flat. Positive phrasing delivered in a completely flat tone of voice is almost always sarcastic when spoken aloud, so written down, it looks sarcastic or passive-aggressive.
On the reverse, my mother thinks my texts look, in her words, âditzyâ and âloudâ. She actually expressed confusion, because she knows I write and she thinks that I write well when Iâm constructing prose, and she, apparently, could never understand why I âwrote like an airhead who never learned proper Englishâ in all my texts. It led to an interesting discussion on conversational text. Texting and text-based chatting are, relatively, still pretty new, and my motherâs generation by and large didnât grow up writing things down in real-time conversations. The closest equivalent would be passing notes in class, and that almost never went on for as long as a text conversation might. But letters had been largely supplanted by telephones at that point, so âconversational writingâ was not a thing she had to master.Â
So whereas people around my age or younger tend to text like weâre scripting our own dialogue and need to convey the right intonations, my mom writes her texts like sheâs expecting her Eighth grade English teacher to come and mark them in red pen. She has learned that proper punctuation and mistakes are more acceptable, but when she considers putting effort into how sheâs writing, itâs always the lines of making it more formal or technically correct, and not along the lines of âhow would this sound if you said it out loud?â
âI want to speak to a manager,â the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.
A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, âShe wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!â before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.
I took in the womanâs look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,
âI am the manager.â
a thing for one of my favorite posts on this site
Never not reblog. Also, I totally imagined Death Note music.
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My favorite post in all of the universe is back
fbi agent: want to work for the fbi
me: ok but can i work in the xfiles department
fbi agent: there is no xfiles department
me: i gotcha
me: [winks]
fbi agent:
Keanu Thieves (via mushroombirdornaments)
The people running after him makes it funnier
He looks so happy
The whole post, blessed.
Isnât it satisfying when big cats fit perfectly in small boxes?
Theyâre supposed to eat their lunch w/o getting caught lol
Why canât American shows be this great
Girl with the glasses is a real one
casual fan? no sorry i only know how to invest my whole livelihood into something and spend every waking moment thinking about said thing