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Today's Document
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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me when i have like 20 notifications in the span of five minutes and when i go check its just the same guy rapidfire liking and reblogging posts
When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish.
I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond.
Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.
Reblogged again for this drawing I made for it
Give us room to grow and see how we flourish.
When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish.
I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond.
Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.
Reblogged again for this drawing I made for it
Give us room to grow and see how we flourish.
my sleep paralysis demon
humiliating to be attracted to a conventionally attractive person. I thought I was a more sensitive and refined pervert than this
By the way! I just encountered a perfect example of why you should always, always seek context for stuff and get your information from knowledgeable sources.
So the gas station by my work has a sign in the window saying there's no midgrade or premium gas right now, only 87/regular.
MY FIRST THOUGHT: fuck. It's Iran. I read that article about oil shortages. It begins. Fuck.
MY SECOND THOUGHT: remember when there wasn't actually a toilet paper shortage, but people created one by deciding there was one? What if people have bought extra because of Iran, and their delivery schedule just hasn't caught up?
MY RESPONSE: I asked the clerk what was up.
THE TRUTH: they've got a leak and the easiest way to deal with the problem was to shut off premium until the repair people can come. They'll be back up and running in a day or two.
You're gonna notice the real answer isn't very exciting. They need to do a bit of maintenance, big deal. But can you imagine the panic I could have started by reporting my initial reaction as fact?
....now realize TikTokkers and other influencers are incentivized to do that on purpose.
they killed him for this
formative years? aren’t they all?
show me a permanent self and i will show you a facade or a corpse
night creature
#willabeeferocious
the number of like 16 and 17yo "radfems" around is so fucking sad. if youre scrolling my blog, kids, youre being groomed into a hateful ideology and you need to pull out before its too late. those people arent your friends
Many people wear metaphorical masks, a Japanese saying goes something along the lines of "a man wears three masks, one for strangers, one for loved ones, and one for himself"
Jonathan Crane wears a literal mask. Except, he feels most at home with the mask on. We see more and more in comics that he feels "naked" (his words) without it, and given the opportunity he'll ask for it from a guard or even Batman
When Jonathan puts on his burlap, he feels himself. He feels like the master of fear, not only does it give him confidence, but it gives him a scary look,so really--it's perfect for him.
I feel like Jonathan's metaphorical mask is when he's not the Scarecrow. When he's bare, human, dare I say...normal
But once the mask is donned, you better run
Gotta tell you guys something wild in the Chinese fan sphere
So some fanartist drew a “sexy” (read: booby) version of a (cartoon) character who is traditionally very non-sexualised. Fans of the character got mad about it because it’s kind of groundbreaking how that character is written and portrayed and this art totally ignores the entire point of the character. They demanded the art be deleted. In response to that other people said, well what the fanartist did may be distateful but they have every right to draw what they’re into. The two sides fight for days and each starts a harassment campaign and even report their “opponents’” accounts.
So far so typical. But things eventually come to a head and they decide that this will be settled by votes - not through a poll. Through donations to a children’s education charity via each side’s portal. Whoever can get the highest amount of donation wins.
And that is how this charity received over 1 million in donations in three days lol. Oh btw the “freedom of expression” side won by a landslide (960k to 40k)
simon's brothers
Lowered Inhibitions
oh fuck... the adderall has hit my system... the change, it's happening... grRRRGH...!! get away from me, before it's too late...!!
(flails on the ground, then stands up and does the dishes)