a love story.
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a love story.
This won’t make your blog look ugly. How could you not reblog this? REBLOGGING THIS COULD SAVE A LIFE!!!
This goes for assholes, too, guys. I know a couple who went tubing once, and they had to re-air their tubes, but the guy thought it would be funny to stick the tip of the air compressor up to her bikini trunks, the air ruptured something inside her and she died within thirty minutes.
WHAT?
The thing about this? It’s in every pregnancy book I’ve read.
WHAT?????
Why is it in pregnancy books but not sex ed books?
Because the men in charge only care about the health and safety of women in so far as it enables them to have babies.
https://www.healthline.com/health/air-embolism#outlook
Reblogging with a link because I thought this was a legit joke. Never heard it before. Like I knew you could kill a person by inserting air into a vein but still.
WHAT THE FUCL I hate how I didn’t learn this in sex Ed AT ALL
This is very true lol
Yo what the f u c k
not the normal stuff i’d reblog but, uh, this is kinda??? heckin???? important?????
so it’s probably in baby books due to the higher risk of it happening, but yeah that should really be included in sex ed literature
And maybe also include all the shitty things that happen to your body during pregnancy as well. I’m tired of people sugar coating shit and then only telling someone the awful shit WHEN they’re pregnant. So stupid. It almost feels like people aren’t being told everything about pregnancy, so they keep wanting to birth kids……
i am in desperate need of someone to talk to.
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Gonna start a post with blank memes. Please add any you have on hand and reblog to spread them.
very good content
Ah, some gold!
Omfg, a goldmine
This is a blessing look at all of these templates
Here are some more, as well as a few good reaction images.
Is this how it feels to understand hieroglyphics
send me “have you evers” and I can only reply with “yes” or “no”
100% TRUE
Pro tip: If you copy and paste a link that said “no free articles” into a private/incognito browser, it will let you read the whole thing.
also if u press the “esc” (escape) key on ur laptop before the page fully loads, it won’t load any pop-ups blocking u from reading. if the article has images, then this method sometimes does not u see them. but! the words will be fine :)
I didn’t know this wasn’t common knowledge. Reblog reblog reblog. It should be.
When articles block you from reading them because you’ve run out of free views or whatever, they’re doing it by looking through your cookies to see how many times you have visited the site. That’s why Incognito works, but clearing your cookies also works
If you genuinely enjoy being alone, do you ever wonder if it is an inherent part of your character or if it stems from feeling inescapably lonely in the first place until you taught yourself to enjoy the peace and happiness one can find in solitude? what if the reason you now prefer & choose solitude at every turn is because you were a very lonely child, or teenager, not by your own choice, and that’s how you learnt to thrive and grow, so you no longer know if you can do that around people? There might also be an element of personal pride, an unconscious “you can’t fire me I quit” point when your brain decided to switch your feelings about solitude from distress to relief. I often find myself defending my love of being alone, to people who worry that I can’t possibly be happy to live in an isolated house in the woods; I insist that I do! I really do specifically enjoy the isolated factor and chose to live here because of it, but then I wonder how to differentiate an ingrained love of solitude from an acquired ability to thrive off unchosen loneliness, to learn from it and be nourished by it; to what extent it might be a form of contentment built on a bedrock of resignation.
The life I am heading towards is going to be so good, so good, so good. I‘m anxious for it to open its arms to me. I can feel the heat radiating off its body. I birthed that body. I’m birthing that body. Maybe it’s my body? I’ll take a bite out of its delectability and taste my own truth
i love deep conversations like yes share your soul with me
Someone please distract me I’m begging you
Clear your mind here
haven’t done anything stupid yet today but i’m sure i’ll think of something
I don’t know how to stop being stupid
I am NOT asking for assistance in this matter
What hurts the most is when you dont really know whether you should wait or forget