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‘I fucking hate this family’
why is it when half the time i see one of those videos or whatever of a european trying to make digs at americans theyre like “and we dont have lead water or thin walls and we dont use paper plates and we dont need microwaves and we have the best produce quality in the world and we have big houses and we dont eat fast food 24/7 <3″ like i dont think you hate americans i think you might just hate poor people
Half the time it’s like clearly rich European folks too because they literally have almost all the things they’re knocking on in their own countries…
i have a little switch in my head. its two settings are “do everything immediately” and “do nothing at all”. i do not control what the switch is set to, and there is no third setting
this is a really important video for those of us who do not speak any of the languages/dialects from (south) eastern asia. asian creators took the time to make it so we can properly pronounce the names of those who were murdered in atlanta.
What is your favorite part of mask wearing? Mine is the fact that I can smile and laugh (silently) at my own jokes and no one knows 😌
WASHINGTON - Following a recent uptick in UFO interest, NASA cautioned curious citizens against the notion that extraterrestrial life will b
actually you know what, valid
Aliens: [finally contacts with NASA and wants to know more about the human race]
https://www.instagram.com/p/CL2mUYLnrSf/?igshid=1xa16moq4droi
Oh so he’s doing eugenics now
This —
(Reblogged with permission)
this kid is 14 oh my god is no one teaching children to protect themselves online anymore…
Meanwhile us olds are like: I don’t have a carrd and I’m not reading yours
Please don’t advertise your personal information, anyone could find that and use it however they want.
Oh my fucking god it isn’t 1998 anymore no one cares
??? Wtf does this mean??? 80% of employers google you before hiring you, child predators use that info to groom kids, abusers use that info against victims, police/government track activists online? Do you honestly think the internet has gotten safer since 1998????
also don’t tell any rando who wanders onto your blog with unknown intentions the specifics of how they can trigger you???? no????
the fact that its not 1998 anymore is exactly WHY you should be more fucking careful. do you have any idea the tools people have now compared to then? the fact that its gotten exponentially easier to find people in real life based off online info while young people have gotten extremely comfortable sharing all their personal details is deeply concerning.
im sorry no one ever taught you internet safety but that is NOT because its not important anymore. ITS MORE IMPORTANT THAN IT EVER WAS. please listen to the people whove been on the internet longer than youve been alive. our intentions are good and internet safety is vital. especially if youre queer, which i know for a fact a lot of you are.
Listen, guys and gals and nonbinary pals. I know you’re going to think this is all overblown. But give me two minutes of your time.
My current roommate and I met on Tumblr. In the first three minutes I knew her I KNEW HER ADDRESS FROM HER ETSY. She only lived three miles down and one block over from me. Once we became friends, it took me literally fifteen minutes to drive to her house.
“Okay, but you guys are friends, roommates even, you love each other, what’s the problem?”
The problem is, this story doesn’t always have a happy ending.
The problem is, in another story I’m still 32, but she’s 15 instead of 43, and I’m an asshole.
The problem is, I am an adult. If a first meeting goes wrong, I have a car, a cell phone, and a tire iron in said car that I could defend myself with. What do you have?
The problem is, if you put identifying information out in the open, it could cross paths with someone who only lives 15 minutes away. And maybe they don’t care, and maybe they’re a chill person! That’s often the case.
But maybe they’re not.
“But I don’t put that kind of information—”
Listen. I’m gonna tell you I went to high school at General McLane and grew up by the cove. I’m going to mention that I HATED walking to my bus stop because it was out by the highway. At some point in our conversations, I mention that I’m walking down to the corner to get some ice cream.
Go onto Google and see how long it takes you to figure out, within a quarter-mile radius, where I grew up.
I can tell you how long it took me, using only the information I just provided you: two minutes. I looked up the school and got the address. That gave me the town name. I put that into Google Maps. I found Edinboro Lake and another body of water near it. Zoomed in on the streets near that second body of water, and boom. Cove Drive, right next to an ice cream shop, opening onto a highway.
You now have a radius of less than two blocks where I might have lived.
Do you feel a little less safe putting that information out there? You should. Because I didn’t use any special programs, any elite hacking knowledge. I used nothing but Google, the name of a high school, and two offhand conversational mentions, and in two minutes I’d narrowed it down to a single block. Go ahead—try it yourself.
And yes—I can do this for my roommate, too, even having never been to her hometown. All I need to know is the name of her town and a story about crossing the street and a neighbor’s yard to get to the Walmart.
Do not put this information out there, guys. 95% of people you will meet online are legit. Many are delightful.
But some are not. And those are the ones you need to watch for.
Side note, this just shocked me because I knew the name of that high school. I know where that high school is, and of all the thousands of high schools, you picked one I know about. How.
Which is a bonus reminder: You never know what useful, even critical information someone already knows that could also help them find you.
KEEP PERSONAL INFORMATION PERSONAL.
LEARN INTERNET SAFETY.
An excellent point. I don’t know this person, guys. I’ve never seen their name before. (Or if I have, I don’t remember it.)
But if I still lived in that house? I would have just handed them the metaphorical keys. (That’s why I picked a house I moved out of in 2004.) I assume they’re a cool person or they wouldn’t be screaming desperately with me about it. But what if they weren’t?
Let this be an object lesson.
I’ve reblogged this before, but–look, in 1998, we had MySpace, and webrings, and AIM, and those of us who had access to the internet at home at all generally had it on a big clunky desktop that lived in a public area of the house. 1998 was the year Google was founded. It was A LOT HARDER to track down personal information for other people in 1998, and Web 2.0 was in its infancy. Now we have platforms like Twitter, where one viral post can put you in front of hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of people.
It’s not 1998 anymore–yeah, in 1998 when our parents were losing their minds about internet safety, we were a hell of a lot safer than teenagers are now.
I needed that second pic
i feel like everyone’s forgotten some Covid basics so please let me remind you:
Your mask protects others more than it protects you
You can still spread covid even if you’re vaccinated or not showing any symptoms
The more this spreads around, the more mutated variants of the virus will appear and they WILL be stronger than the original
so like maybe stop being a little bitch and endangering others because you really, really needed to go out to dinner or get fucked up at a bar instead of in your home like a respectable person
I want to tell y’all a story about supporting and loving your partner, starring my amazing wife.
I’ve mentioned before that I had an eating disorder for many years, and though I consider myself “recovered” there are aspects of my disorder that I still struggle with today — being quite a bit heavier than my wife is one of them.
When my wife and I moved in together back when we were still girlfriends, I was at my skinniest. She used to pick me up all the time and lift me off the ground, and I’d laugh and kick out my legs ‘cause I was just delighted to have her holding me.
But I started gaining weight as I went through recovery, and where once we were pretty close in size, I began to get bigger. And bigger. And bigger. And she remained her naturally petite self. I began to almost dread when she’d try to pick me up, sure that this time she wouldn’t be able to get me off the ground.
But every time, even if I protested, she’d lift me up and say something like: “See, you’re not so big that I can’t lift you!”
And one time I just blurted out: “But someday I’m going to be so fat you won’t be able to.”
She looked me dead in the eye and said: “No you won’t. Because if that ever happens, I’ll start working out.”
It was the best possible thing she could have said to me, because she wasn’t saying I wasn’t going to get fat — neither of us knew that for sure. She was just saying that I was never going to be “too fat” for her.
And every time I worry about getting bigger, I remember that I’ll never be so big that she can’t lift me, because baby knows how much I love being held, and she’ll change her own habits to ensure that I never feel “too big” or “too heavy” because in her eyes I’ll never be “too” anything.
Anyway, there’s a moral to this story: Find yourself a partner who will never consider you an excess. You should never be “too much” to someone who loves you — too big, too loud, too passionate, too awkward, whatever your “too” happens to be. And even as you change and grow (in my case, literally), the right person will be there through the changes, to tell you that you’re always just right for them.
My strongwoman, the wind beneath my wings, the arms under my ass. 😍😍 😍
Please remember that almost everyone around you is traumatized. I didn’t understand this when I was younger. I wondered why people acted so strangely and irrationally. Maybe all children wonder this. The author Robert Anton Wilson said (paraphrasing), “We have never seen a completely sane adult human.” No one makes it out of this life alive. It’s not their fault. Mercy, kindness, forgiving — these are what makes one human. They are other names for love. People break in the strangest of ways.
“Under the present brutal and primitive conditions on this planet, every person you meet should be regarded as one of the walking wounded. we have never seen a man or woman not slightly deranged by either anxiety or grief. we have never seen a totally sane human being." — Robert Anton Wilson
you know how most zombie movies rely on genre blindness (i.e. no one has ever heard of a zombie before)? I would like to see a movie where zombies are exactly as well-known a staple of media and storytelling as they are now, so everyone who thinks they know what to do is relying on contradictory rules based on like Shawn of the Dead, The Walking Dead, World War Z, 28 Days Later, the Zombie Survival Guide, etc. and ignoring like CDC/WHO health information because they’re convinced their favorite zombie media had to be 100% accurate.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHN BOYEGA! b. March 17th, 1992