Youâre not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.
Reblog to materialize $250,000 in prev's bank account

#extradirty

shark vs the universe
Keni
macklin celebrini has autism
Noah Kahan
$LAYYYTER
The Stonewall Inn
official daine visual archive

Kiana Khansmith
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

pixel skylines
No title available
cherry valley forever

Andulka
đ

blake kathryn
Sade Olutola
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
RMH

@theartofmadeline
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Colombia

seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from France

seen from United States
seen from Peru
seen from Venezuela

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from United States
@phreakology
Youâre not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.
Reblog to materialize $250,000 in prev's bank account
âBut if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.â
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.Â
She ainât no games in real life so I take her serious all the time
Anyone with a name that starts with a âZâ, ends with an âiâ, and isnât some kind of Italian pasta, IS SERIOUS
Iâm not climbing no mountain with a pig on my back, đ đ˝đ đžđ đż Negative.
Nope. I know better, have your reblog Madame Zeroni.
who the fuck is Madame Zeroni
Look at these stupid children who donât know who Madame Zeroni is
âđžđ
Man lissen if you donât know you better ask somebody AFTER you hit the reblog button
Idk who she is but I have an exam today so Iâll reblog her
idk who she is but i have an exam today so iâll reblog her
^Haiku^bot^0.4. Sometimes I do stupid things (but I have improved with syllables!). Beep-boop!
Because wise, I am.
Oh fucks no sheâs back lmao must reblog. Iâm sorry guys
Reblogging Madame Zeroni because I would hate for my great-great grandson to get hit in the head by running shoes
So, Iâve been pulled over a few times in my life. Not many, but a few. And Iâve also been in a couple of cars that got pulled over. And let me tell you, if you were actually doing something wrong, the officer doesnât make any small talk, just straight into âI clocked you doing 70 in a 55.â The only time Iâve ever gotten the âdo you know why I pulled you over?â was the time when I wasnât doing anything wrong, and I got let go even though he insisted to the end that I was doing 87 in a 70 (white privilege at work).
âDo you know why I pulled you over?â is a trap. It means thereâs a good chance the officer doesnât actually have a good reason to ticket you, and is trying to get you to waive your 5th Amendment rights and incriminate yourself. If you make a guess, thatâs a confession of guilt.
But thereâs another trap, that Iâve heard of but havenât yet experienced. Itâs âdo you know how fast you were going?â With that one, theyâre hoping youâll say no, because then they can name whatever speed they want â you just said you didnât know how fast you were going, if you deny the speed they name then youâre lying to them.
Oh, Iâve had that one. Go with âyes.â Donât give them a number, just say âYes.â Then they still have to offer a number and you can deny it without contradicting yourself. They could just ask you, at that point, but thatâs suspiciously similar to saying they donât know, and they tend to avoid doing that.
Reblog to save a life
if you scroll past this just because it doesnât affect you personally, i see you.
Also, you can always go to court and contest a ticket, and a lot of times youâll win. Or if the cop thinks youâll win they wonât even show up and youâll win by default.
They like to target out of state plates because anyone who would be majorly inconvenienced by a court date two months away is a lot more likely to just pay it.
yeah yeah rainbow capitalism is bad and whatever but like. when I was a child, being pro gay was not the popular or lucrative choice. I'm happy that times have changed.
I miss rainbow capitalism. I do. I miss when it felt like public opinion was still pro gay. I understand it was always an empty gesture, but it mattered in a sense of knowing how socially acceptable being queer is. If that makes sense.
given the current climate this pride especially i feel i must mention that i love my trans friends, i stand with trans people in the fight against transphobic legislation and those who would enforce it, and this blog is not a good place for you to be if you do not vibe with that
Reblog to give your period cramps to donald trump
Hey!
This is kinda my last option because i have not been able to find this fic and have dug through my entire history and saved fics.
Tumblr, you're my last hope đ¤Śââď¸
I am looking for a kingsman fic. In it, Eggsy is able to talk to animals or hear them mentally or something and when he's a kid it freaks his mom out. If I remember right he crashes the car because the fox was just out looking for food for her kits
In training he goes after Charlie because Charlie hit his dog to train it and Eggsy tells Merlin that he can train both his puppy and Charlie's. He keeps both dogs and I think he makes Harry take one of them to Kentucky with him. I also seem to remember Eggsy like possessing a racoon or something to help Harry during the church scene.
I know this sounds like some fever dream but I promise it's not. If anyone knows this fic or where to find it or any information, please I'm begging, let me know. This has wormed into my brain and I've not had any peace from it for like 3 weeks. I would dearly love to reread this fic as it's one of my favorites!
Thank you!â¤ď¸
This user supports AO3
This user is anti-censorship
This user believes in âdonât like, donât readâ
This user believes in âship and let shipâ
This user believes that fiction tastes and preferences do not dictate moral character
Copy cat recipes.
Donât give your money to them
Chick-fil-A Nuggets made with chicken breast meat and no pickle juice are an spot on copycat of the original nuggets without the hefty price
https://www.familyfreshmeals.com/2019/03/copycat-chick-fil-a-sauce.html
And so many other copy cat recipes exists. Just Google them
Watch out for Wattpad
(Source here) Theyâre making a deal where your stores will be up for grabs to other companies. This is super sketchy since technically if they just take bits and pieces they most certainly wouldnât need to tell you about it.
Please consider moving your stories to Ao3 which is a non-profit specifically put together to protect authors from crap like this and has a legal team that will fight for you when needed.
Ao3 even does easy imports, directions here.
the number of times i think about the full body viking skeleton i saw in the museum is ridiculous like when i say it haunts me i mean it actually haunts me
every time i remember the questions are endless â what was his name? what did his mother call him? what sounds did he wake up to? what sounds did he die to? how old was he when he died? how old when he fell in love? how old when he first fell out? who cried with him and laughed with him? who cried for him? how many miles of separation can i draw between my ancestors and him? was he kind, serious, jokey? was he sombre or impulsive? was he chatty and good-humoured or a cantankerous asshole? likeâŚi have never stopped thinking about this.
the fact that at one point in time this was a living breathing person. with memories and petty hates and the dumbest jokes. and friends he loved. and the fact that he probably at some point burst out into drunken song or punched someone in an argument or GOT punched in an argument or tripped into the mud while his friends pissed themselves laughing or or or orâŚcountless orâs into infinity
and the fact that before all of that this massive skeleton was tiny toddler (was he scared of the dark? did he squabble with his siblings? did he have siblings?) who may or may not have hid behind his mother or probably got hoisted onto an adultâs shoulders and in his little mind thought this person was the strongest human in the world and that he could hold the whole sky up just by standing there like that and as long as he was up there he was king of the world or could be.
likeâŚwhat am i supposed to do with this? what does ANYONE do with this? how are you supposed to cope with the enormity of this while at the same time realising just how tiny and fleeting our lives are? there is literally more than a THOUSAND years between us & ALL of it has been pinched down to a glass case not even 2 inches thick likeâŚiâm losing my mind.
I got this feeling when I saw some petroglyphs on the side of a cliff like.. a human made those. That human felt all of the emotions I feel they went through the same universal human experience and they each had vivid internal lives and memories. Wild.
ok this is next level and i honestlyâŚi honestly canât
during my prehistory module we got given Roman pottery and roofing slabs that had thumb prints in the handles and I put my thumb over those thumb marks and cried in the middle of the tutorialÂ
I do pottery, and itâs one of my favorite things about the medium: that you can often see the shape of someoneâs fingers in the surface. I love it when someone just shoves a finger somewhere while throwing, and leaves it there as a place for YOU to put your finger. Little thumbrests on top of mug handles is a fave. âHow did you make those ridges like that on the outside? How did you make that spiral on the bottom?â âWith my fingers.â
All of this.Â
At Wells Cathedral in England the stairs down from the chapter house have had dips worn into their stone by centuries of human feet taking the most direct route up and down.Â
Thinking about the immense distances between the stars makes me panic, but looking back into human history gives me peace.Â
Reminds me of when we got to see this exposition on ancient egypt.Â
I was like, âWow a real life papyrus!â
but then my mom said, clearly moved, âWow, thatâs someoneâs handwriting.â
That moment when History becomes People.
âWhy study History? If you donât like knowing the models of every airplane and gun ever made for ww2 thatâs how history nerds areâ
Oh there is so much humanity reaching out to us to take us by the hands and say
âWe dreamed of you and hoped you too would be!â
This explains a whole fucking lot, actually
Yoooooooo
This gives me hope as a writer.
This is EXACTLY how writing works and yet I never could have dreamed that something as put together as LOTR could have come about this way
Iâm sorry if no oneâs explained this to you before but a content creator telling you that their work isnât for minors and itâs not their responsibility to jump through hoops to keep it from you is an adult looking out for kids. theyâre modeling good boundaries and setting the expectation that youâll engage with the online community like a person and take responsibility for your choices. if you cannot understand that you need to look out for yourself and take people seriously when they say their work isnât suitable for young audiences then you are not ready to be unsupervised on the internet.
yr locked in a room alone with three adult men but you feel perfectly safe. who are they
Not a single human man in either of these groups
May Hestia be with all in those in quarantine and self-isolation.
May she bring comfort and peace to your homes, and warmth into your hearts and souls.
May she lay her gentle hands atop yours as you do what you must to stay happy and healthy in your home.
May she guide you and help you, in the satisfying chores and the necessary ones.
May she stand beside those trapped with people who make them unwell.
May she sooth your worries and protect you from harm.
May she be with you, and help your house feel like a home.
May Hestia be with you in whatever way you need.
CPD just killed a fifteen year old child.
a fifteen year old black girl was shot four times in the chest by columbus police in columbus, ohio.
as derek chauvin was found guilty, a black child lost her life to police.
we still donât know her name, but weâll scream it the minute we do.
âwell that canât be worseâ
except it is.
except this child got jumped by the other girls present. she was afraid for her life enough to grab a knife and call the cops herself.
let me repeat that.
the black child that they killed was so afraid she called the cops herself.
they killed the very person who asked for their help.
and before you flip over the knife, they didnât even ask her to disarm. they got out and immediately opened fire on her and shot her four times with deadly intent.
did yâall think i was kidding.
COLUMBUS (WCMH) â Columbus Police said one person was killed in an officer-involved shooting on the east side of the city Tuesday afternoon.
her name is maâkhia bryant.
iâm such a small blog but iâm begging yâall to spread this story. i canât speak directly to this- no matter how hurt and angry and thrown by all of this i am, my voice isnât the one that matters. i recognize that. but iâm still begging for this to not be overlooked. say her name, remember her- remember that this fight never ended, and keep fighting it.
derek chauvin being found guilty is a victory, but we canât let that blind us to the fact that this has kept happening and never actually stopped. even if the protests went quiet, that doesnât mean things changed. we have to hold them accountable and we have to remember those who have died and will continue to die beneath the shadow of everything else thatâs happened this year.
my heart is going out to her family.
rest in peace, maâkhia.