I have to get my pussy up... as well as my Money.
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I have to get my pussy up... as well as my Money.
Reminder to all nonbinary people: You can summon SUE the T. rex for aid
cake is such an underappreciated band. i can’t believe we brought back low rise flare jeans before we brought back cake in the top 40
i’m just saying cake’s music would be widely regarded as so sexy if it wasn’t for all the mariachi horns and vibraslap and the vocalist didn’t always sound like he was explaining his suicide plans to a gun store clerk in sacramento. the world wasn’t ready for them
The fact that it sounds like a dispassionate reading of a terrorist manifesto is a feature
Gavin this, AOC that. I think what people are forgetting is that Biden is totally eligible to run for a second term in 2028.
Imagine the second Biden admin.
Imagine the air so thick with wokeness you can mold it in your hands like clay. It smells of ozone, ozone and oud and a bit of wild sage. It sticks to your hair a little. The sun is too bright. Jeff Davis has been dug up and hanged from a pawpaw tree in Kentucky. On Wall Street, a leading firm tries to juice its diversity quotas by manipulating a female Arab exec into developing dissociative identity disorder. The malarkey is discovered and the firm liquidated by the Secretary of Labor, a small Indian man with shining eyes and a beautiful smile. All is well. The exec is made Undersecretaries of Neurodivergence. Neurospicy. Listen, Jack. They told me I was mad. Some of you guys are alright. Don't watch the State of the Union. (The Zohrandate of Heaven settles uneasily across the Hudson River like the woke fog of morning, like a python about to consume its aging keeper.) All is well. Don't try to understand the press releases. Mandela is here. Somewhere in Indiana, small Black children watched over by serenely poststructuralist schoolpeople throw a brick through the window of a police station. The sound tinkles across the country like laughter, like song. All is well, and all manner of thing shall be well. God is in their heaven, and everything is vaxxed on Earth.
i really like the oconcept of alchol. drig that makes you stupid, and you take it, but not because you want to be stupid. you are already stupid. you take the drug to create common knowledge of theis fact
Literally no downsides to telling "men" to transition. Either We're helping a girl out, or pissing a man off.
Win-win
Mark Rothko, Four Darks in Red, 1958
happy one year anniversary to the time i was in vermont in a dorm with a carbon monoxide leak and jacked off to this painting
i may not have a pussy so to speak, but i have a heart of gold and nine glowing cards of power, one which you must now pick.
goodbye discord hello drinkting motor oil
Seriously though, unmarked/badly marked graves on historical properties are a much bigger problem than you would think. People were just burying people anywhere, especially children who seemed to have home burials more often than adults. Sometimes you know, sometimes you do not. Often there was a wooden cross when the person was buried and it has since decayed. My great great great grandmother is buried alone in the middle of a cow pasture. Her grave is marked by a rock. Just a large weathered chunk of granite, not a headstone. You wouldn’t know she was there if you didn’t have family oral history. She deserves to have a headstone I think but I’m not sure if disturbing her is right. The rock was out there by her husband so it feels wrong to move it.
Great great great grandma Mary has been dead 104 years. She died during the influenza pandemic of 1918 though we can’t find the exact date she died on. She was 35 or 36. She was a fantastic mother to her 5 daughters. My great great grandmother was the oldest and she was only 13 when her mother passed. Mary’s youngest daughter was a toddler. Mary wasn’t buried in the churchyard, maybe because of the pandemic or maybe because her husband didn’t want her to be too far away. It’s unclear. It’s also unclear if she had another headstone or grave marker besides the rock.
What is clear is that before her death, there was a fantastic harvest of persimmons on the property and she canned an abundance of persimmon jam. After her death, my great great great grandfather Robert ate the persimmon jam on toast every morning and cried. I remember this because my great grandmother used to tell my grandmother about being a girl and seeing her father sitting at the kitchen table bawling for his wife. Alone in this world, missing the woman he had been married to for 16 years, thinking of her as he ate the last of the things she had made for the family. Most widowers with young children got remarried quickly in those days. He didn’t. He raised his girls alone and died at 60, never having remarried.
My grandmother is named Mary, after her mother’s mother who lies in a cow pasture with a rock to mark her grave. A woman who died entirely too young, who died wanted and loved and needed.
Every unmarked grave has a story like this.
Tumblr’s one true talent is making me sick of things I’ve never seen or read or heard.
OOOOMMMMGGG This is little Ossie; his condition is very bad. He has severe lung infections, and the cost of the operation is high. He is four days old and needs formula. This is my nephew, and my sister is desperate and can't afford milk cartons. Please, everyone, save my nephew.
If you ignore Oussi's suffering, you are condemning him to death... He was born via a difficult C-section amidst shelling and my sister's screams. Please
I trust you won't let Osei suffer. More than 18,000 children have died in less than two years. Please help my nephew. My sister will die if anything happens to her little one.
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Tomorrow my sister and I will go to see her son in the pediatric intensive care unit and give the milk cartons to the nurses. Please everyone, try to reach the goal before tomorrow.
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Plssss allll help
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proposing a new genre of fiction called an anti-romance where u r presented w a couple at the start & the story is about their emotional journey towards a catastrophic break up
will they won't they (end this farce). there's only one bed (but for some reason they don't really want to share it). out of context eavesdropping (that paints the relationship in a better light than it deserves). chasing after them to stop them getting on that plane (and stopping them from finally being free)
nobody understands my vision i don't mean any old story where a relationship fails and it's tragic or w/e i mean a story where the intention is for the audience to root for it failing the same way u root for it succeeding in a romance. & when the relationship finally implodes at the climax of the story it's all very cathartic & everybody cheers.
like have u never wanted a fictional couple to break up so badly it hurt?
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.
feminist retelling shoulsnt be the woman does some girlboss shit femist retelling is she does the same stuff except u actually give a shit abt her perspective and thoughts and feelings as a human being this time