"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Mike Driver
pixel skylines
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Xuebing Du
Love Begins
tumblr dot com
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NASA
RMH
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Keni
styofa doing anything
One Nice Bug Per Day
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KIROKAZE
occasionally subtle
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@saturdayseptemberfire
Franny Choi, from Soft Science; “Shokushu goukan for the cyborg soul”
[Text ID: “I am / just trying to sleep. To feed. To fill / myself and grow larger from it. / Or: I am only trying to slither back / into my first skin. / Or: I am only trying to remember how it felt not to leak.”]
not every single long sentence is a song title by fall out boy
there are two ways to read this
Do we have a franz kafka diary entry for july 1st, i want to know what he thinks!!!
happy too tired July everyone
Rebecca Solnit, Hope in the Dark
Poet James Schuyler to painter John Button (Spring 1956)
Falling in love, speed run
i know this is dumb but i think that australia exists like?? the ocean is largely unexplored there could very well be a fallen empire and we havent found it yet
I MEANT ATLANTIS YOU ASSHOLES
Statement of an anonymous tumblr user, regarding the possible existence of Australia.
person: you come across really chill
me: yeah i suppose i am
my constant, unending, internal monologue: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
weird, destructive, unfiltered love
The ides of March is coming up what’s everyone getting me?
i never understood how we’ve reinvented heiroglyphics until now
there’s a misconception that grief only happens when we lose people. this is not true. we can grieve circumstances, relationships, missed opportunities. in fact, sometimes when you find yourself plagued with waves of emotion from sadness to melancholy you may be grieving yourself. the version of yourself that you might have been if things had been different, or if only you had said something, or if someone had stood up for you.
you’re sitting across from me in a shitty diner in anywhere, america, and i watch you pour too much creamer in your coffee and i think “i love you.” you look up, catching me staring, and for a moment i think i’m brave enough to say it, but i take too long and the moment passes. i take the balled up straw wraper and flick it at you, pretending that was my plan all along. you laugh. i never want to go another day without hearing that laugh. i think i will have all the time in the world to say it.
op are you okay
yes im married to her now
i love when people are just so in love, its honestly so wonderful. my grandmother went to study abroad during her college days and my grandfather (her boyfriend at the time) missed her so much he saved up to go visit her spontaneously. my friend's dad after getting out of heart surgery was like "wheres my wife, i want to see my wife". my old quran teacher learned to speak her husband's native language (despite them both speaking english) because she wanted to express her love for him in a way he best understood.
If he didn’t want his head to be smashed in he should have worn a football helmet
Really he was ASKING for it
This guy was BEGGING to get smashed in the head with a baseball bat
Men need to take responsibility for their own behaviour that leads to them getting smashed in the head by baseball bats
Did he say he didn’t wan’t to be smashed in the head with a baseball bat? Men change their mind about being smashed in the head with a baseball bat all the time. It’s just baseball bat remorse. And can we stop talking about him? Really isn’t the woman with the bat the real victim here? What about innocent until proven guilty? Can’t we have some due process?
This man SAYS that a woman smashed him in the head with a baseball bat but men lie about this stuff all the time
She was unsure if he would like it. He gave mixed signals.
I’m tired of girls trying to invalidate their own feelings during times of pain, especially to their friends. Your break up meant something. That friendship you lost was a hard blow. I understand why you feel tired this semester. Sometimes this “modern woman” stereotype is patriarchy’s last attempt; patriarchy disguised as feminism. You don’t have to be “wise beyond your years”; your pain and crying does not mean you are not intelligent. If you feel your friends demand justification for your pain and ordeals, they’re not friends. You’re strong but human. Remind yourself emotional space is part of liberation.
