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Getting cerment poured tomorrow and my teeth won't stop itching
They yearn for the crete
i wish there was a way to say "you're right, but this is really ineffective and even counterproductive messaging to anyone who doesn't already agree with you" without sounding like an asshole
"While the choir loves it, does the audience?"
God awful fucking clothing. I am so glad the formal attire at work keeps dying out. Imagine crawling over a table like this for 8 hours wearing the least breathable attire invented by men.
That post about death note being "everyone's first anime" (untrue statement) made me curious and now I want to gather data for science
Can you reblog this and tell me where are you from and what was your starter anime?
Summer Wars
remember when mattel released a t-rex extroyer toy that vomited its own skeleton for no apparent reason
rad as hell!!
This is a comment someone appended to a photo of two men apparently having sex in a very fancy room, but it’s also kind of an amazing two-line poem? “His Wife has filled his house with chintz” is a really elegant and beautiful counterbalancing of h, f, and s sounds, and “chintz” is a perfect word choice here—sonically pleasing and good at evoking nouveau riche tackiness. And then “to keep it real I fuck him on the floor” collapses that whole mood with short percussive sounds—but it’s still a perfect iambic pentameter line, robust and a lovely obscene contrast with the chintz in the first line. Well done, tumblr user jjbang8
I hate that my aesthetic sense agrees with this but everything you just said was correct
I went back to dig up this post because I was thinking about poetry.
This is one of those non-poem things that are among my favorite poems.
As the OP stated, the use of alliterative consonants is aesthetically just great, especially the placement of the strongest use at the end: “fuck him on the floor.” The use of “chintz” is indeed great word choice.
Because I’m insane, decided to scan the poem:
Not only is the second sentence, indeed, perfect iambic pentameter, the entire poem is perfectly metered, though the first sentence has four iambs rather than five.
There are further things I love about this poem, though: I like the casual connotations of “keep it real” juxtaposed with “chintz.” It causes me to interpret the “chintz” more strongly as meaning something fake, a facade. There is also of course the coarseness of “fuck,” which is a contrast with “chintz” but a different kind of contrast, gutsy and carnal where “chintz” is flimsy and inanimate.
And then there is the storytelling: there is SO MUCH storytelling in just these two lines. To break it down: The speaker is having sex with a married man, in the house he shares with his wife, which is “filled with chintz”—something that here connotes fakeness, in contrast with “keep it real.”
The illicit encounter in the poem takes place within a house filled with facade, the flimsy construction of the wife’s marriage and domestic sphere, but the encounter itself is a taste of something “real.” That’s a story, and it’s just two lines.
This is EIGHTEEN SYLLABLES, y’all. The amount of meaning condensed into these eighteen syllables is stunning, and it is so elegantly done.
From a technical standpoint (and ive taken 300- and 400-level poetry classes so I can say this) this is damn near flawless as a poem.
Kept thinking about this ever since I saw it and had to do something
there's art now
Ah dang to go further; the floor is framed as a refuge. As if there is literally no other space in this house that hasn't been populated by his wife with flimsy inanimate fakery. There is no space for this man in this house save for the floor. There is no space for him on the sofa, oon the counter tops, and most notably, no space for him in the marital bed.
I’d also like to point out the use of the word “has.” The wife has filled the house with chintz. She isn’t filling the house with chintz. She doesn’t fill the house with chintz. She has filled the house with chintz. Use of the past-tense makes the wife a subtly removed element in the story, someone whose presence we see in the environment, but who is blissfully distant during the actors throes of passion. There is an element of physical as well as emotional separation from the wife that is catalyzed by being fucked on the floor. Use of the past tense is an end to the wife presence in the actors life, a carnal catharsis amid cold fragility and emotional distance.
This is my new favourite post in the world
everyone cheer for the one (1) time tumblr had reading comprehension
And, predictably, it's because it was about gay sex
I JUST LEARN BEES MAKE MUSTARD?!?!?!? now i dont hate em!
im freeking out!
h. how many do you have to grind up before they start to taste like mustard?
This but after 50mil
You should automatically get time off work until the light returns to your eyes and you feel like a real person again
I'm excited to announce my retirement then I guess
one thing i hate about english is your open compound words. what do you mean it's a light switch and not a lightswitch or a water bottle instead of a waterbottle. get real
why won't you let your words frot.
I mix and match my opencompound words with a chaos only I understand
The three types of kink are
* you have power
* you're safe
* feet
this is a shitpost but I think it's not THAT wrong. Most kink is either one of (or a combination of):
You get to play at having power over someone else. This is your dominance sorts of things, your sadisms, etc.
You get to play safely. You can play with scary things while knowing there's safewords and a dom/top who loves you.
Feet. By which I mean, there's some normal part of the human experience that your brain has for some reason fixated on. Maybe you're into red hair, or glasses, or fluffy tails.
"safety" can also present as "useful". You have some intrinsic value that cannot be taken from you (because of some sex/kink thing). The safety is from abandonment, because you're useful, despite everything. And "useful" is a bunch of kinks (none of which I'm comfortable mentioning here).
oh no, animal ears are feet
yeah. cat ears are feet!
can someone turn this into the calvin's dad dialogue
oh god, this is so obviously calvin's dad dialogue that now I'm worried that I plagiarized it without realizing it
this post was rattling around in my head
From a listing in London, Ontario, Canada. What is it?
It's the tube they drowned houdini in!
Julycanthropy 2026 prompt list
Since tonight is a full moon night, here are prompts for this year Julycanthropy.
Day 1: New Moon
Day 2: Transformation
Day 3: Pack
Day 4: Silver
Day 5: Hunt
Day 6: Pride
Day 7: Magic
Day 8: Violence
Day 9: Fur
Day 10: Meat
Day 11: Scars
Day 12: Curse
Day 13: Teeth
Day 14: Howl
Day 15: Nature
Day 16: Scent
Day 17: Monster
Day 18: Footprints
Day 19: Rags
Day 20: Mask
Day 21: Primal
Day 22: Fire
Day 23: Madness
Day 24: Hunter
Day 25: Forest
Day 26: Seasons
Day 27: Partner
Day 28: Pups
Day 29: Playing
Day 30: Bark
Day 31: Full moon
This is exactly how I spent an evening rubbing all the paint on my kitchen cabinetry to feel it. I also was doing dabs on my oil rig at the time so thicc it was like taking a cumshot of resin on each inhale
Nah girl we still here fucking declining that shit every day
I've listened to enough Weird Al to know that's a bad idea
The New American Gothic (2017) by Criselda Vasquez
From Criselda Vasquez's Instagram (3 April 2026):
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