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Claire Keane
Sade Olutola

Kaledo Art
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if i look back, i am lost
Xuebing Du

ellievsbear
we're not kids anymore.
i don't do bad sauce passes

Origami Around

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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
DEAR READER

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Misplaced Lens Cap
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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@nedx0
why is this about to make me sob
a poem i am sure everyone has seen but i'm still going to share anyway
as well as this other poem inspired by giovanni's
and this beautiful tweet
“Dogs don’t know what they look like. Dogs don’t even know what size they are. No doubt it’s our fault, for breeding them into such weird shapes and sizes. My brother’s dachshund, standing tall at eight inches, would attack a Great Dane in the full conviction that she could tear it apart. When a little dog is assaulting its ankles the big dog often stands there looking confused — “Should I eat it? Will it eat me? I am bigger than it, aren’t I?” But then the Great Dane will come and try to sit in your lap and mash you flat, under the impression that it is a Peke-a-poo… Cats know exactly where they begin and end. When they walk slowly out the door that you are holding open for them, and pause, leaving their tail just an inch or two inside the door, they know it. They know you have to keep holding the door open. That is why their tail is there. It is a cat’s way of maintaining a relationship. Housecats know that they are small, and that it matters. When a cat meets a threatening dog and can’t make either a horizontal or a vertical escape, it’ll suddenly triple its size, inflating itself into a sort of weird fur blowfish, and it may work, because the dog gets confused again — “I thought that was a cat. Aren’t I bigger than cats? Will it eat me?” … A lot of us humans are like dogs: we really don’t know what size we are, how we’re shaped, what we look like. The most extreme example of this ignorance must be the people who design the seats on airplanes. At the other extreme, the people who have the most accurate, vivid sense of their own appearance may be dancers. What dancers look like is, after all, what they do.”
— Ursula Le Guin, in The Wave in the Mind (via fortooate)
This paragraph went in so many different directions before it ended. What the fuck Ursula
Guess the country.
Dachshund ear floppy drum and bass
I wish benevolent giants would collect me and put me in a safe place when I eat too much fermented fruit.
a good cartoon.
This will never not crack me up
by Japanese artist おたま姉妹 @otamashimai
evil fonts. HELL vetica. CRIMES new roman. IMPACT (fatal). MAL ibri. arial
Adrien Henri Tanoux - Jeune femme aux chatons (detail)
by Johannes Plenio
Phyllis Shafer, Pennyroyal Retreat, 2013, oil on linen on board, 20 × 16 inches.