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Friendly reminder that Lana fucking improvised this scene (Regina sitting on Emma's desk) and what we see here is JMo's real reaction, not Emma's 😌
Glass Onion + Text Posts (part 1)
You can only reblog this on the 3st of January
the 3st huh?
These make me very happy inside. Plus size mannequins for men, it seems like a fairy tale.
this is awesome and i wish you saw it w lady mannequins too but i clicked on hairypigcub’s blog and it literally says ‘cannibalism fetish’ in the bio
Anyways, ignoring the cannibalism fetish, there are plus size female mannequins as well, Nike uses them sometimes!
These ones from Target too
There should be more in the world, but they’re definitely out there. Anyways. Now we can address the cannibalism fetish if yall really want to,
How are we supposed to leave tumblr when sentences like “anyway, ignoring the cannibalism fetish,” exist
Yall what happen to op?
my god,, no,,, hairypigcub what did you do?
For the Meme
The kicker is that it’s the cannibalism fetish blog that’s doing the memeing
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(ʘ‿ʘ✿) “what you say ‘bout me”
(ʘ‿ʘ)ノ✿ “hold my flower”
✿\(。-_-。) “Kick his ass, baby. I got yo flower.”
i found it
the original post
i found it
this should have the opportunity to be on everyone’s blog.
*tour guide voice*
and here on the left ladies and gentlemen, you see one of the posts before everyone went batshit crazy
World Heritage Post
Everyone here is dead.
i have to believe somewhere, someone is trying a taco for the first time. someone is taking their first shower. someone is coming home to a new puppy.
i have to believe that this winter, someone new to snow will pull out a 5 dollar plastic sled and throw themselves down a hill, just to try it.
i think i'm probably lucky to be familiar with sunrises. i live in an area where the lightning bugs dance in their cocktail hours. i take chickadees for granted.
today i saw a tree that had changed to fall colors, and my first reaction was to grimace. i love autumn, but i hate the cold. i don't want it to be winter yet.
but how lucky, to live in a place where the leaves do change color - so bright and vibrant that people make treks from around the world just to look at what i grew-up-with. my mom's friend was a teacher in florida. she used to ask us to mail her an assortment of leaves, just to show her children - to prove to them yes, they really do turn yellow and orange and red.
last year i finally tried pumpkin spice for the first time. someone this year will find a new favorite knitting pattern. someone's favorite band will drop a new album. artists will make things we haven't yet imagined. there will be chalk drawings and magnet poetry and karaoke and recipes and laughing.
it is easy to forget. this was all new to me, once. and when it was - well, it was just all so easy to love.
I once dated a woman who had been born and raised in the Bahamas and attended college in Florida. We dated during her first year in the Midwest.
Watching her enjoy first the changing colors and the piles of crunching leaves, and then the falling snow and wonderlands of white - every day like it was the first time she'd seen such miracles - made me appreciate it all over again too. What a gift to see our familiar miracles with fresh eyes.
Iran: protests against women being killed because of the hijab law
Pakistan: floods causing mass displacement and humanitarian crisis
Puerto Rico: no drinking water due to catastrophic hurricane
every news station for the past few weeks: THE QUEEN IS DEAD
i wonder if actors ever get their scripts and are like
well this is fucking stupid
[image description: photos of the cast of Game of Thrones at the season 8 table read, in various stages of grief]
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i really hate coming out but still want my extended family to know, so my mother took it upon herself to invent the game “guess which one of my kids is gay.”
the rules are simple.
sit down with uncle so-and-so
he says something about gay people in passing
my mom says “there’s a gay person at this table right now. guess which of my kids it is!
he looks frantically between the three of us trying to figure out if she’s joking or not and trying desperately not to offend anyone but also she won’t continue with the conversation unless he makes a guess so he has to make a guess
we all enjoy his discomfort immensely
This isnt coming out of the closet. This is coughing loudly from within the closet to scare the people outside of it, which is immensely more entertaining.
What was your first source of portable music? Walkman? CD player with headphones? MP3 Player? iPod? Phone?
my fucking god these tags aged me 50 years
they’re literally the size of a CD, hen. you can still buy them
PISSES ME OFF that glass is actually a liquid but it acts like a solid because the speed at which it flows is slow enough that the universe will collapse in on itself before all the glass in it finally settles into puddles. That is literally just the worst most useless liquid in the world. Complete and utter failure at being liquid. What a ridiculous stupid idiot. How do you fuck it up that hard. And you can cut yourself on it?? That’s the opposite of what you ever want a liquid for. Bad job. Just not good.
I read this and thought “surely this had to be fake” but then I googled it and
What the fuck. Glass is like, in a perpetual state of being *almost* solid but not quite, and moves so slowly it can’t be measured on a proper scale
THE LAST OF US HBO MAX, 2023.
When we hit our lowest point, we are open to the greatest change.