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@phoenix-knight
The fact that the brain is mine 😭
i found another pretty boy yall
yo, he's like a divorced dad, I love him (ノ≧∇≦)ノ ミ ┻━┻
amazing meme template potential here
nighttime reminder: you don’t have to have it all completely figured out. you most likely never will. that is okay and normal.
i have this awesome skincare routine called picking at my face till it bleeds. its great because it makes my skin way worse in every way and also it hurts
Urgh I am the same
what if your doppelganger loved being you more than you ever loved being yourself. they're better at being you and everyone loves them and it feels almost selfish to want your life back. i want clone horror but the horror is that the thing trying to replace you is also the person you always wanted to be.
This is literally the plot of The Substance starting Demi Moore and Margaret Qualley.
Why does she look like she about to destroy the world and why do I love it
i’m sure it works for some people but the thought of marrying your high school sweetheart from your little hometown without ever experiencing anything without them sounds like a punishment for some unforgivable and inhumane act you carried out in a previous life
everyone who desperately defended their relationship to me in the notes of this post has to invite me to their divorce proceedings
Always the writer, never the reader.
if you see this post.. it is a sign...you must...write the damn thing yourself.
i'm sorry.
if you see this post..
it is a sign…you must…write
the damn thing yourself.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
not putting my whole pussy into it today lads. you're getting my left labia at best
i am just a lonely unsuspecting chihuahua on the bumpy road of life
hi. just a reminder. no one threw you a parade and you're not getting a trophy but you made it through, and it counts even if all you did was hold down the fort and keep sh*t together love, someone who's learned some victories are quiet on purpose
fuck it we ball
i think one of the most important things you learn about making connections with others is that a significant portion of the time people just do not know theyre doing what theyre doing
sometimes someone is acting selfish because they just didnt think you had any interest in what theyre hogging. sometimes you dont get invited to the movies because your friend could have sworn that you said no. sometimes you think someone is mad at you because theyre bad at hiding how little sleep they got. we are all like little worlds that briefly crash into one another from time to time and we just arent physically capable of seeing the whole picture at once in those moments. and learning that really changed everything!
In my head, I call this "vase of flowers" thinking.
See, when I started driving, I would get irritated by people who drove Soooo Slowly... like, the ones who slow down to 10 MPH to take a turn kind of slow. And then one day I was taking a vase of flowers to an event, and even though I'd strapped it in carefully you can bet I was taking the turns extra carefully to keep it from tipping over, slowing way down, and... oh.
And, like, there are definitely unpleasant people in the world. There are definitely people who are toxic, or just don't care about other people, or have a pattern of hurtful behavior. But there are a lot of people who are just trying to deliver a vase of flowers.
Additional Maxim for dealing with fellow humans: Do not attribute to malice what can be explained by ignorance (or stupidity)
Do not presume that someone is Being A Dick On Purpose until they've proven it.
i am so tired of searching for a job, even though its gonna suck the life outta me
it was a mistake that, in fighting to de-pathologise queerness, a lot of people ended up arguing that there is a defined group of experiences that should be pathologised, but that being queer is not one of them. a lot of queer people have gotten far too comfortable with the authority and power granted to medical and psychiatric systems because. well. they were wrong about homosexuality in the past but some experiences are objectively deviant and non-normative and need to be subjected to an external authority
even now, when people argue against “gender dysphoria” as a diagnosis, there is often this undercurrent of “because our experiences aren’t the experiences of a crazy person”. well imagine if you were, legally speaking, crazy. imagine if you were no longer trusted to self-report on your internal world and your own best interests. imagine if you could have autonomy removed from you at a moment’s notice because it’s “for your own good”. you have to get more comfortable softening the lines between the sane non-disordered transsexual and the insane/disabled/disordered/diseased. nothing else is satisfactory
exactly, nobody talks about the fact that when people, yes queer people too, are not just one dimensional quirky happy go lucky figures in your heads, they are human, flawed in more ways than one as humans often are, and yes, even disordered.
it's like people saw me but did not really SEE me.
everything was fine as long as I did the functions that are expected of a "normal" person... as long as I woke up on time, brushed my teeth, attended school, did my assignments and wrote my exams, they had no problem saying they "supported" me with kind words.
but that was the extent of it.
on days when i couldn't move from my bed till 2 in the afternoon , staring at my ceiling, without having a morsel of food, when i couldn't do my assignments or study for the exams, when i was too tired of existing and trying to survive while being wildly suicidal and I didn't write class notes, had constant panic attacks etc...
they looked at me with resentment and scorn. as if i was faking all of it to get out of writing a few measly notes. as if I was a waste of space and good for nothing because I made mistakes and struggled for everything that was just a normal day for them. as if was taking advantage of them by acting "crazy" and mentally ill.
i did not choose this. i would never choose any of it. who would choose this hell?
they only wanna be near you when you take on most of the emotional labour, and turn their heads in disgust when they see the ugly
if you say you are an ally or that you wanna understand or you wanna help out? make sure you come with an open mind.
if your "help" is just watching and offering kind words as long as i look "sane" while secretly judging me and feeling relieved you're not "broken" like me, then respectfully, don't help. don't even try. say your niceties and move on.