Mitch McConnell only has one shirt.
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Jules of Nature
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Origami Around
trying on a metaphor
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todays bird
we're not kids anymore.

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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The Stonewall Inn
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Mitch McConnell only has one shirt.
I don't understand how cis people obsessed with gender norms think trans people are the weird ones. they're going around believing that your name has to correlate to your genitals. your fashion has to correlate to your genitals. your behaviours have to correlate to your genitals. your hobbies have to correlate to your genitals. who you date has to correlate to your genitals. whether you can put sparkles on your eyelids or not has to correlate to your genitals. and then people like me go "hmm. I might not do that. maybe I'll just do what feels fun and okay instead" and they LOSE their MINDS
When your body starts growing a cage
i don’t think i’m exaggerating when i say that the average height for women in the US would increase by at least an inch if teen girls were allowed to eat as much as teen boys are
and not to bring my own clocky bitch ass into this but if cis women weren’t so consistently starved their entire lives you’d see a lot more cis women with the kind of bodies that we currently associate closely with trans women. the amount that the standards of feminine presentation are culturally defined by malnutrition is crazy
As summer is approaching, I’d like to remind everyone that you are not entitled to ask someone to cover up their scars, self inflicted or not. I don’t care if they’re big, I don’t care if they’re noticeable, or purple, or all over their body, or what. You can’t police people’s bodies.
This also goes for my friends with feeding tubes, ostomy bags, central lines and urinary catheters. People are allowed exist in bodies that stray from the expected norm.
We should bring back forest green.
This or That: Sickfic edition
"Are you okay?" or "You're burning up." // temperature check with a hand to forehead or with a thermometer // feverish nightmares or feverish confessions // stoic or emotionally labile // Caught in the rain or Caught in a blizzard // field medicine or hospital // thermometer: oral or axillary (armpit) // thermometer: temporal (forehead) or tympanic (ear) // delirium or passing out // assisted to bed or carried to bed // slurred speech or staggering steps // pallid face or fever flushed cheeks // sleeping in bed or sleeping on the couch // multiple sick characters or multiple caregiving characters // deep sleep or can't rest // persistent cough or lost voice // spoon feeding or helping sick character to clean up // "I'm not sick" or "I don't feel so well" // intentional temperature taking or accidental fever reveal // wrapped in blankets or dunked in a cool bath // giving soup or giving meds // surprised by illness or feels it coming on // sick at home or sick at an important event
Thorben Danke
Mad about politics again
Planet Suckulon 5 has declared war on Earth
The Orchid’s Dream, 2026 , watercolor & gouache
✨ “Not forever on Earth, only a little while here…”
I finally finished this painting that I’ve been working on since 2020. The original watercolor thumbnail I did was done pre-2020, if you can believe it. Sometimes art takes its time, and sometimes it takes time because it’s sitting on my easel neglected while I work on higher priority work for years. I’m going to miss this strange thing looking over me while I work, but I think it deserves a frame and a wall… and perhaps a better view than my greasy, shrimp-mode goblinself working.
This piece was inspired by a dream I had, though the details are buried in some journal which I’ll have to dig up for the full write-up on my process creating this painting. Prints are in the works, I highly recommend my newsletter if that’s something you’re interested in.
This would have had me crucified on tumblr 10 years ago but maybe we are ready for this conversation now:
If you are a socially anxious person, you have to socialize. Your panic/anxiety attacks will only get worse and trigger more frequently if you constantly avoid contact with The Public. Not saying that you need to be a social butterfly- but there is a genuine problem with not being able to order your own meal at a restaurant. And it cannot be solved by always having someone else do it for you.
This is a PSA to about 3/4s of the Portland Youth populace
everyone who reblogs this and is like "I ordered my own tea this week" or "I only barfed once when I had to give a presentation'- you are doing amazing sweetie. Have patience with yourself, you are relearning a skill so difficult that people get 4 year degrees to do it professionally.
It's always "stop harming yourself or we'll have to lock you up!!!" and never "what do you need to change to want to harm yourself less and how can we help you make some of these changes?" and that's why we're not getting anywhere
The top 100 novels of all time published in English, as voted for by authors, critics and academics worldwide. How many have you read?
How many of the Guardian's 100 best novels of all time have you read?
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Bonus: add in the tags which one is your favourite.
lets do some medical roleplay. youre my doctor & you have to perform some minor surgery on me but this is the 18th century & theres no anaesthetic so i go into shock & die. yes of course its still sexual
Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The eeb that deebs, the blorb that plinks!
’Twas Tumblr, and the slithy memes Did bode and call out on the dash: Fucken WIMDY were the shitpost streams, And of things was the trash.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The eeb that deebs, the blorb that plinks! Beware of Shittos Glup, and shun Bendlebick Cumperdincks!”
He took his discourse sword in hand; Long time the chungus foe he sought— So rested he in the ball pit (free!) And sat awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish (derogatory) thought he sat, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came GIFfling through the old group chat, And hurgled as it came!
UWU! UWU! And through and through The discourse blade went "Um, actually, the Jabberwock is coded as friendly because 'eyes of flame' means red and orange, and those are warm and inviting colors according to 'color theory', which I guess you haven't heard of and don't understand." He left it dead, and with its head He man car door hook hand.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boi! O #frabjousday! Sounds fake but okay!” He reblogged in his joy.
’Twas Tumblr, and the slithy memes Did bode and call out on the dash: Fucken WIMDY were the shitpost streams, And all of us were trash.
I saw this months ago, and I still want "O frabjousday! Sounds fake but okay!” on a shirt. I would confuse so many people with it.