Imagine hating me when all I’ve ever done is be a hateful mean cruel spiteful fucking cunt to you
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if i look back, i am lost
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Imagine hating me when all I’ve ever done is be a hateful mean cruel spiteful fucking cunt to you
Renell Medrano
Garden art: marigolds spilling from a giant tube.
[Image description: Two photos of a giant tube of orange paint on a lawn with a curved line of marigolds appearing as if they came from the tube. The first photo is a wider shot and the second photo is tighter. End description.]
Tiny gaming (2021.04.08) Photoshoot by me
cast fat people in normal roles that do not revolve around being fat/ridiculed, I dare you
thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.
sorry to put your tags on blast on this insane breach containment post I have since muted, but you're right and you should say it.
It is defeatable. Go for the throat.
"Love and Protect your Neighbors Don't Trust the Feds"
Seen in South Minneapolis, January 2026
Sometimes I love the internet, actually. Incomprehensibly huge place but also so small. Saw a video on Instagram where Crayola was announcing they’re coming out with a box with some limited edition previously retired colors, including Dandelion. This video had hundreds of comments and almost all of them where “omg where’s the dandelion crayon girl she’s going to be so happy” and it was such an unimportant thing, but it was just cute
The tags on this post are also full of people happy for the dandelion crayon girl 🥹
Update!! Dandelion crayon girl got her promo box!!
fucking insane to me that people can be mean to kids. this thing is four to five shoe boxes tall and youre shouting at it ?? ? what is your damage the mf just got here.
nothing's gonna change my world... nothing's gonna change my world...
sounds of laughter shades of life are ringing through my open ears inciting and inviting me.... limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns it calls me on and on across the universe
u used to be able to put a dvd in your computer. and then u could watch it
Illustration from Two Too Many by Nora Unwin, 1962.
Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “All Day Long There Is a Bursting”
brushing one's teeth... a farewell to treats. good night, sweet delicacies, my mouth knows only tooth paste now. perhaps when a new day breaks we will meet once more