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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
NASA
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im like so sorry if ur pookie is not doing well but these regulations are so juicy, the God of unreliability is finally smiling upon the sport again, 4 cars not starting at all. cars stalling, spinning and shitting the bed for no rhyme or reason in any session. cars actually overtaking, different cars with different strengths, the rookies are not house trained... divine comedy
I wonder, how many people I might have passed by, consumed by my own reality, entrenched by mechanisms seemingly important, in my own benign existence, how many bruises have been hidden, lurking just below paper thin bandages, hiding the corrosive deterioration of a human soul?
How often have observations informed by the shifting of trends, the hidden allure, the secrecy, affected my own abilities to maintain some level of discernment in an unbiased capability of seeking truth?
Have I placed myself in a position where I ask others how can I help? With no bearing to my own comforts?
How can I cry for justice, if I myself bear no consequence for my own inaction?
I ask myself, can true selflessness be achieved in the same continuous breath, as I watch the humanity bleeding out in the streets.
My own vanity, or lack thereof, contributes to the invisible esoteric constructs I believe to live within. Bricks of tradition, slowly crumbling. Spaces filled with the mortar of a new generation. The slow building of a mind.
“They’re just looking for attention.”
Oh, a human being is seeking a social response? Human being, the social animal wired to make and track social connection? A human desires the vital blood that permitted their species to survive for millennia? The human being who was born completely helpless and primed in every way by nature to seek attention and help from their community?
Wow that’s crazy. How embarrassing. Humiliating even. Should we isolate them from community? Should we call Wire Mother?
People will be so mean to teenagers do you literally not remember what it was like to be sixteen. Every time I talk to a teenager I feel I should hold their hands and tell them I think they're one of the bravest people on the planet just for choosing to endure but I don't because I don't want to be creepy.
my hips don't lie but they will exaggerate details, misrepresent the facts, and on occasion deceive via omission of crucial information
sniffing you sniff sniff snif snifff snif sniff sni-
how it feels to have thoughts and feelings and problems you lowkey can't talk to anyone about
omg you people can do anything
is anyone else getting increasingly disturbed by the memeification of Everything and how badly the online community at large needs to make everything into a joke or a punchline
i have zero empathy for little boys being misogynists. i was a kid too, but my focus was towards drawing and reading, not hating on minorities.
“they’re children!” so are the girls they terrorise
I have started calling it "monkey see monkey do misogyny" not because these little shits aren't a danger to other children but because I'm so sick of people reacting like "he's too young to truly MEAN it" and I don't care because I'm not worried about his immortal soul or whatever. I care about the girls who have to hear the exact same words in the exact same order as a grown man who hates them, in class. And then be expected to concentrate on long division.
"As my mother once said: The boys throw stones at the frogs in jest.
But the frogs die in earnest."
- Joanna Russ, The Female Man
I worked with primary school aged boys. Let me tell you, they’re already misogynists in their own right.
Y'know, one of the things I like about Tumblr compared to other social media sites is that old content is still in circulation. Which means that however much AI generated content is out there, at least I can glance at a post's timestamp and conclude that the cute cat video from 2017 is unlikely to be fake
i could never handle immortality not because of any existential reasons but because i know itd make my procrastination so much worse. catch me putting off tasks for decades. catch me putting off tasks for centuries. what do you mean that movie ive been meaning to get around to became lost media 40 years ago. what do you mean that landmark ive been meaning to visit has been eroded. oooh i got PLANY of time..............
we need a surgery that removes you from your body
"wasted potential" you are still living!!! your potential is still here, you can carry on
dry humping in its specificity as a term implies the existence of wet humping
not my best work