Only in my underwear no shirt no bra crouching over the trash can bc your girl has NO dishes eating a dry turkey sandwich from turkey ripped from a chunk bc there were no slices how r u tonite
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Only in my underwear no shirt no bra crouching over the trash can bc your girl has NO dishes eating a dry turkey sandwich from turkey ripped from a chunk bc there were no slices how r u tonite
As I get older I’m finding that a lot of the “intellectuals” I used to admire are actually just condescending and pretentious. And also realizing how much more important it is to be present, considerate, and empathetic because nobody really knows what they’re talking about and anyone who claims to know everything about anything is feeding you bs.
“When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people.” - Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel
I am also realizing that actual intellectuals make their subjects easy to understand, and faux intelectuals will attempt to baffle.
“If you can’t explain it to a six year old, you don’t understand it yourself.”
- Albert Einstein
i found my copy of diary of a wimpy kid do-it-yourself book from when i was 9 and found the absolute BEST thing ive ever written
kids, when you’re choosing your college schedule, you’ll hear a voice saying “just take the 8AM class. it won’t be that bad. you’ve done it for this long” that’s the devil talking
“WHO’S GOT A TAMPON? I JUST GOT MY PERIOD, I will announce loudly to nobody in particular in a women’s bathroom in a San Francisco restaurant, or to a co-ed dressing room of a music festival in Prague, or to the unsuspecting gatherers in a kitchen at a party in Sydney, Munich, or Cincinnati. Invariably, across the world, I have seen and heard the rustling of female hands through backpacks and purses, until the triumphant moment when a stranger fishes one out with a kind smile. No money is ever exchanged. The unspoken universal understanding is: Today, it is my turn to take the tampon. Tomorrow, it shall be yours. There is a constant, karmic tampon circle. It also exists, I’ve found, with Kleenex, cigarettes, and ballpoint pens.”
— Amanda Palmer, The Art of Asking; or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Let People Help (via thulelohe)
I just made a meme that is so incredibly specific
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“How different are German dialects, really?”
Tricky question, but I can say for certain that they are.. :
anders
aundas
ondas
onas
aundast
onast
ondast
andersch
onascht
onaschta
aundasta
ondachta
Aha… but only ein bisschen.. a bisserl. a bissal.. a bissi… bisi… a bissle.. a weng… eizal..
annerscht
annersder
but only ‘n büschn
good female anthro design:
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Best female anthro design:
I cannot physically roll my eyes harder at gender neutral bathroom signs that jerk off their own wokeness by being like “whatever just wash your hands :)” and then have a picture of a mermaid and a lumberjack and an alien and a godzilla or some shit. If you’re a real ally put your money where your mouth is and guillotine Mike Pence.
everyone is deleting the caption to this but this work is called “perfect lovers” by the gay artist felix gonzalez-torres. the piece is about the illness and death of his HIV-positive partner ross laycock:
For Untitled (Perfect Lovers) (1991), he synchronized two industrial clocks placed side by side. Inevitably, because batteries fail and things tend toward entropy, the clocks would slowly begin to advance at differing rates, out of sync, having moved, however briefly, perfectly together. (x)