it was at that point trixie got distracted by her wife's HOT ASS...
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
taylor price
No title available
🪼
noise dept.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
d e v o n
Show & Tell
trying on a metaphor
Cosimo Galluzzi
hello vonnie

★

⁂
cherry valley forever

blake kathryn
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
wallacepolsom
almost home
will byers stan first human second

shark vs the universe
seen from Poland

seen from United Kingdom
seen from T1
seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from T1
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands
seen from China

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from China

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Poland

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from United Kingdom
@sharpbirdgf
it was at that point trixie got distracted by her wife's HOT ASS...
i mistype
wolf eggs. wolves lay eggs. i promise.
Benches are microcosms of an expansive debate about who belongs in urban public spaces. When they are removed or made uninviting, we lose mo
Benches aren’t just disappearing from large railroad stations, but also from subways, parks, plazas, sidewalks, and esplanades. Public transit systems in Philadelphia, Chicago, Anaheim, and New York City have lost benches, as have the entrance to Seattle’s Pike Place Market, a National Park plaza in Washington, D.C., a thoroughfare of San Francisco’s Tenderloin, a boulevard dedicated to Korean veterans in Nashville, and a tiny riverfront park in Janesville, Wisconsin. Some of these seats were replaced with armatures for perching or leaning, but most were not. There is no firm data on how many benches have been removed in total, nor when the trend precisely started. But anecdotal evidence suggests that in the past decade, across the United States, hundreds of places to sit in public have quietly disappeared. Benches, like other public amenities, are places where optimistic visions of civic life meet messier realities. They’re sites of leisure and contestation that invite a range of constituencies with vastly differing needs and desires. Office workers may lunch and seniors may rest, but teenagers might socialize at decibels unwelcome by their elders. Benches beckon skateboarders trying to perfect their nosegrinds, and men who sip drinks concealed in paper bags. Unlike parks or homeless shelters, they’re small and relatively inexpensive interventions, six-foot-long microcosms of a far broader debate over whom our cities should be structured to serve and how best to do so. To remove benches, or to curate who gets to sit, is to abandon the work of defining a civic ideal and determining, together, how to live up to it. When seating disappears, our relationship with public space becomes more grudging and utilitarian. Benches are symbols of hospitality, an invitation to participate in the civic realm.
21 April 2026
two “cats” interacting
Got possessed in the middle of my work shift.
conversation that came to me in a dream
This House Has People in It Alan Resnick USA, 2016
hm yes the mysterious handy tool for unusual home adventures with a twist my favorite device
Haha yeah man thats- youre gonna call who?
They’re calling me every slur under the sun over on twitter for this post
Would you sell liquor to this baby
Yes
No
I don’t think life begins at contraception but I’d still sell liquor to baby
Wait hold on rb canceled that’s the wrong word wait no stop
oooh okay a human claiming an entire group of animals is useless. how novel.. and you think killing them all would do barely anything? that's so interesting! and you believe you're stating truth right? you're not a biologist either? damn... this... this may be a stroke of genius... you're so right... wow...
TWENTY MINUTES BABEY CAN WE HEAR IT FOR TWENTY MINUTES!!
im actually fucking crying right now
basketball dracula isn't real dude he can't-- *sudden squeaking noises from the shadows*
*two pool toys having sex tumble by in the wind* oh thank god
*thunderous slam dunk noise*