This movie was part of gay youth culture, if you were a boy and liked this you had a 100% chance of growing up gay sorry these are just the facts
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This movie was part of gay youth culture, if you were a boy and liked this you had a 100% chance of growing up gay sorry these are just the facts
robin williams was rad as hell..Â
Did you know? Type O Blood was actually meant to be Type Zero blood, due to the lack of glycoproteins in the red blood cells. It was misread and is now called Type âOâ blood. I guess you could call it a typo.
I showed this to my bio professor and she cried
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*copes with abandonment issues by leaving first*
I wish I could be what she wants.
THIS IS GREAT
if youâve ever wondered what itâs like to live in the midwest, this is it.Â
You missed some of the best ones
the best part about it is that the art installation isnât actually called the Bean. Itâs called Cloud Gate, and artist Anish Kapoor (yes, THAT Anish Kapoor) hates that we call it the Bean.
But i mean, look at it. Itâs a bean.
How could you forget this one though
I HAD NO FUCKING IDEA THAT THE BEAN WAS CREATED BY ANISH KAPOOR.
someone help me why is anish kapoor important what did he do?
Alright sit down for some Art World Drama bcause this is what I live for.
So, sometime last year (?) science invented Vantablack, which is the darkest possible shade of black. Art world got incredibly excited. But as it needs to be very carefully made in a lab, itâs hard to get a hold of, and is extremely expensive. Enter Anish Kapoor, aka FuckFace McGee. Anish Kapoor buys the rights to Vantablack. He is the only human being on the planet that can legally use it, and heâs kind of a prick about it.
Art world is not thrilled with that.
Enter Stuart Semple.
Stuart Semple is an artist, and also makes pigments to sell in his free time. Stuart Semple is astoundingly pissed about this Vantablack nonsense, and Anish Kapoorâs dickery. Stuart Semple makes a new pigment, the brightest shade of pink ever, called Pinkest Pink, and puts it for sale on the internet. To be bought by everybody except Anish Kapoor. Literally, to purchase, you need to confirm that you are not Anish Kapoor, do not associate with him, and will not sell or give the pigment to Anish Kapoor or his associates. Art world has a good laugh, everyone buys Pinkest Pink because itâs awesome, and damn it we deserve something.
Anish Kapoor however is a penis, and will not take this lying down, because HOW DARE he not have literally everything.
Anish Kapoor gets his London associates to buy him a thing of Pinkest Pink, and being such a classy human being, posts a picture to instagram of him with his middle finger covered in Pinkest Pink, captioned with âUp yours. #pinkâ
Everyone flips shit, because. Yâknow. Fuck that guy. Especially Stuart Semple. For context here, Anish Kapoor is one of the richest artists on the planet, and has repeatedly been referred to as everything wrong with the art world, and the epitome of the art worlds elitism problem. Heâs a giant douchebag. Meanwhile Stuart Semple makes pigments just to get them out there. He turns 0 profit from his now enourmously popular pigments.
Stuart Semple launches an investigation as to who the fuck leaked Pinkest Pink, and plans to strike back. He does so by releasing two new products. First is Diamond Dust, which is a glitter made from glass, so that a painting is still visible after itâs applied, but glitters like a mofo. Itâs the most reflective glitter out there, and is available to everyone who isnât Anish Kapoor. And it being made of glass, if you stick your finger in there, itâs going to hurt quite a bit, so that was Stuart Sempleâs way of saying âshove your middle finger in this, asshole, see what happensâ. Except without saying that, because he can get an insult across while still being fucking classy.
He also releases Black 2.0, created with the help of over a thousand artists worldwide.
Black 2.0 is the answer to Vantablack. Black 2.0 is a slightly less black black, but looks functionally the same to the human eye. Itâs completely safe, smells like cherries, and costs four pounds. Vantablack is highly toxic, potentially explosive, needs to be applied in a special laboratory and sealed properly, canât be moved across borders, can reach 300 degrees celsius if youâre not extremely careful, and costs thousands of dollars. Anish Kapoor is the only human being who can use Vantablack. He is the only human being who cannot use Black 2.0.
So I think we can guess who got the better deal.
And thus the feud ends, Kapoor defeated.
âŚBut not quite.
Kapoor, in this entire afair, has made exactly two comments to the public. The first being his charming message about aquiring Pinkest Pink, the second being claiming to Buzzfeed that he and his small army of lawyers will be suing Semple, an extremely poor artist who cannot afford a lawyer.
No lawsuit has been made yet, fyi.
The point is, Kapoor is a prick, and doesnât like talking to the lower classes. So one day in July 2017, he decides he needs another floor on his London studio apartment, and starts making arrangements to have it built. His neighbors are fucking pissed, because this will ruin the light of their apartments. They call to Semple to save them, or at the very least piss Kapoor off some more.
Semple answers to the call, and releases two new paints, Phaze and Shift, as always, banned to Kapoor. They change colours, Phaze with temperature, and Shift is just iridescent. Shift needs to be painted over Black 2.0 to work, and Phaze just works on its own.
So thatâs been the art world for the last two years.
Basically, get fucked Anish Kapoor your bean sucks and so does your vantablack.
google just made me so emo
oh my god I canât stop crying
From a strictly marketing standpoint. This is the best ad of all time. LikeâŚwell fucking done Google.
Wow, this is amazing. Letâs do even better in 2018.Â
we donât talk enough about how fucking good lindsay lohanâs band was in freaky friday literally every song they performed was a goddamn bangerÂ
TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!
WHAT THE FUCK ITâS CHRISTMAS EVE WHY DID SOMEONE REBLOG THIS
TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!
Nightmare Before Christmas in Tumblr post form
Your wife changes her hair color every season and her personality adjusts slightly. Youâre secretly only in love with Autumn wife. She just came home sporting her Winter color.
itâs my fault. itâs just that when we met it was autumn; her red-orange hair and crackling laughter. thereâs a little spooky in her, a lot of play. and what a better time for falling?
i didnât realize it for the first few years - something shifting, something so subtle. the winter makes us all cold, the summer makes us all a little out of our minds. i just loved her, because she was incredible, and i was the luckiest person alive.
itâs just that i realized that spring came with sudden bursts of cold. itâs just that summer frequently raged in with fire sprouting from her lips. itâs just that winter was the worst of all, her eyes dead. itâs just that autumn loves me different; throws herself into it without the clingy sweat of summer. i used to love that summer girl, you know? i loved how wild she was, the way in summer she took every risk she could. but i carried her home drunk one too many times, cleaned up one too many of the messes she made for no reason than to enjoy the sensation of burning. and winter was worse; the shutdown, the isolation. how she became distant, a blizzard, caught up in her own head, unable to tell me what was wrong and unable to think i actually wanted to listen.
she comes home, her hair bleached white. a dark smile on her lips. the shadowy parts of her are back. they loom like icicles overhead. she kisses me with her body held at a distance, a peck on my cheek that feels like an iceberg. she makes polite conversation and we go to bed early, our bodies untouching.Â
it is a lonely season, i think on the ninth day of this. winter is cold. winter is known for the death of things. when i look at her, i see the girl i fell for, inhabited by an alien. she was the first women i loved so much i felt it would kill me. i canât leave. when i wake her up with my crying, she tells me to shush and go back to sleep. sheâs different like this, quiet, doesnât eat.Â
three days later i stare at myself in the mirror. i wonder if itâs me. if the fat on my body or something in my face or the wrinkles and she doesnât love me. i try prettier lingerie, lean cuisine, i try different hair, more makeup, try harder. it doesnât work. she looks at me the same; that empty gaze that neither loves nor condemns my actions.Â
somewhere in februrary i lose it. weâre fighting again, from car to restaurant to car to home again. we fight about stupid things, small things; i tell her i feel she doesnât love me, she says iâm not listening. the circle goes around and around, old pain peeling back, new pain unhealing. i sleep on the couch.
i wake up when i hear her crying, white hair around her all messed up. the kind of sobbing that only comes at two in the morning, heavy and thick and hurting. my winter girl. my heart is breaking. she looks up at me like iâm her anchor. âiâm sorry iâm like this,â she says. and i start saying, itâs okay iâm here weâre married, but she just shakes her head and says, âI know this isnât the real me.â
i hold her cold hand. she stares at the blankets. âi am different in winter,â she whispers, âi know i am and iâm sorry.â she looks at me. âwhy do you think i dye my hair? cut it off? get rid of the old me?â
i tell her itâs okay. weâre together and itâs okay, and then she whispers, âiâm sorry you married four of me.â
we lay there like that, her head on my chest. she falls asleep. i stare at the ceiling, thinking of the way she sounded when she was crying. how i helped put her in that pain. how i promised in sickness and in health and everything in between.
the next day i spend at the library. there arenât enough books on how to love someone with seasonal affective disorder so i make my own, notes and pages and little ideas on post-its. and i take a deep breath and make myself a promise.
she comes home to her favorite dinner and we kiss and sheâs uneasy but thatâs okay. the next day i bring home flowers and the next day she finds little love notes in her pockets. i love her quiet, the way winter demands, understand her sex drive is faltering; spend more time just cuddling. we drink wine and we kiss and some part of her starts relaxing.Â
the truth is there is no loving someone out of their mental illness. the truth is that you can love someone in despite of it; love them loud enough to give them an excuse to believe they can make their way out of it.
and i learn. i remember the rebirth of spring, when she starts thawing. we kiss and have picnics in pretty dresses. i remember her joy at little birds and her rain dancing. i fall in love with the flowers in her cheeks and the little bursts of cleaning. i fall in love with summerâs slow walks and milkshakes and shouting to music playing too loud on the speakers. i fall in love with her dancing, with the sunfire energy. and when winter comes; i am ready. i remember that snow used to look pretty. i fall in love with the hearth of her, with the holiday, with the slow smile that spreads across her face so shyly. i fall in love with how she looks in boots and mittens and every day i find another reason to love her the way she deserves - they way i always should have.
she comes home with her white hair and dark smile and a package in her hands. i ask to see what it is and that small shy grin comes creeping out. itâs a sunlamp packed in with medication. she looks at me with those wide eyes and that beautiful winter blush. âiâm trying to get better,â she whispers, âi promise.â
recovery doesnât look immediate. sometimes it isnât neat. i canât say we never fight or that weâre suddenly complete. but each day, that tiny girlâs strength gives me another reason. i love her. i love her while she tames the roller coaster of spring; i love her for reigning in the summer storms; i love her for taking her winter and trying to be warm. it is hard, because everything worth it is hard. she spreads out her autumn leaves; mixes the best parts of her into everything. learns to take winterâs silence for a moment before yelling in summer. learns to take autumnâs spice and give it to spring. we are both learning.
one day she comes home and her hair is different, but itâs a style i donât know. i kiss it and tell her that sheâs beautiful and the inside of me swells like a flood. iâm so glad that sheâs mine. every part of her. the whole. i am the luckiest person on earth. and i always have been. but sheâs hugging me and saying, âthank you for helping me,â and i canât explain why iâm crying.
this is what love is; not always an emotion but rather your actions. the choices we make when we realize our lives would be empty if the other was absent. this is what love is: letting them grow, helping them find their way in out of the cold. this is what love is: sometimes it takes work to see how the thing you planted together actually grows.
this is what love looks like in an autumn girl: it is winter and she glows.
Iâm actually sobbing jesus christ
my heart is aching??? this is gorgeous
Wow. Worth the read, donât scroll.
theyâre talking to each other omg (â:
This is my favorite video in all of world history I would die for these cats
you literally never have to ask me âcan we cuddleâ because the answer is always yes
The Internet - Special Affair.
why you keep getting hurt, based on your moon sign
ARIES: you may find yourself doing the hurting in your relationship. love for you is supposed to be exciting, and when youâre not excited about the relationship, itâs easy for you to let go. but hurting people doesnât feel good. not many people realize this, but aries donât intend to hurt people. they just naturally put themselves first. it hurts them when people close to them hurt. you may have a lot of trouble finding someone who understands you and your carefree attitude about relationships. maybe love isnât for you, you begin to think.Â
TAURUS: you have an intense loyalty to the people you love. so much so, in fact, that you stay in situations that you may be better off walking away from. to you, a partnership is a long term commitment and any problems that may arise can be worked out, if people are willing to work at it. the problem is, youâre always willing to work on it and the other person may not be so willing. people take advantage of you. you donât like to fail. when relationships end for you, it causes you a lot of pain because you feel like you failed. you start to think about all the things you could have done to make things work, but you canât change someone else no matter how hard you try.Â
GEMINI: youâre very hard on yourself. you have this weird war going inside you. a part of you thinks âim in a v srs relationship, this is srs business,â while the other side is wanting to have fun and gets bored staying in one spot. you can be hard on others too. you have these ideas about what a good partner should be like and what a serious relationship is supposed to look like, so you tend to dwell on flaws that may not even be deal breaker worthy. finding a balance and learning to let go of preconceived ideas about relationships is a challenge for you. if you donât find a balance, youâll feel lost and like no one is out there for you.Â
CANCER: you care SO much about people. you always do incredibly thoughtful gestures for the people you love. maybe your partner made an offhand comment once about liking this super niche movie thatâs hard to find, and you go out there and buy it. itâs hard for people to match your insane effort. the thing is, you want someone to treat you how you treat others. you want someone to remember that story you told about your favorite vacation as a kid and then they surprise you with plane tickets for your birthday. people show love in all sorts of ways, but itâs hard for you to accept love in a way thatâs different from the way you love. if itâs not these insane, sentimental gifts, itâs not enough for you. you feel unfulfilled.Â
LEO: you put people on a pedestal. you have high standards, or you at least like to think you have high standards. when youâre into someone, youâre like âoh my god! finally someone who is everything Iâve been looking for!â you begin to see them as this vision you had in your head of the person you pictured yourself with. but fantasy is not reality. when this person doesnât live up to that fantasy, you get hurt. youâre a hopeless romantic and very grandiose in the way you express your love. everything about love to you is a fairytale. youâre setting impossibly high standards for not only potential partners, but even yourself.Â
VIRGO: we live in a society where reminding someone to put their seatbelt on is nagging. to you, this is an act of love. youâre a perfectionist with yourself and your love life. you love through constructive criticism and communication. never mind the fact that people just canât take criticism these days, people instinctually become defensive. you donât mean it to come across as critical and naggy, you genuinely want you, the other person, and your relationship to be the best it can be. you feel misunderstood and you probably have begun to give in to thinking thereâs something inherently wrong with you. Â
LIBRA: love for you is more than just emotions, itâs a conscious decision you make everyday. this will cause you to stay in situations that arenât right for you. once youâve decided to be with someone, youâve decided and now you have to deal with this commitment. pair that with a need to keep the peace and you can drive yourself crazy, dealing with other peopleâs bullshit that you shouldnât have to deal with. you bend so much to the needs of the other person, because youâre adaptable so you can be the one to compromise to keep the relationship harmonious. but by doing this, you neglect your own needs and you become blind to how you truly feel and what you truly want.Â
SCORPIO: not many people realize it, but you have very high standards. this comes from your overall pessimistic view on people, which probably stems from going through a lot of disappointment in your past. you are insanely loyal to those youâre with and you love HARD. you may often feel that no one will love you the way you love them. you donât even always express just how deeply you love someone. you donât like to admit it, but you get deeply attached to people. when someone inevitably doesnât live up to your standards, this causes you a lot of pain.Â
SAGITTARIUS: people fucking suck. everyone has skeletons in their closets and baggage. people take themselves and relationships too seriously. you just want to have fun with the person youâre with. you have a hard time dealing with the human side of people. why does everyone else have to be so negative, you think. love is an amazing thing! and we should have fun while we have time on this earth together. much like aries, you may have begun to think love isnât for you because everyone else is out here taking the fun out of love.Â
CAPRICORN: thereâs an inherent loneliness than comes with being a cap moon. you come across as cold to others because the way you express love is so different than everyone else. emotions take a back seat, you love through providing for your partner and becoming the best at what you do to ensure a comfortable life for yourself and those you love. people see that as putting your work before your loved ones, but thatâs not your intention. failures in your love life have caused you to completely stop seeking out potential partners, even if you would really love to be in a relationship right now.Â
AQUARIUS: the person youâre with is not only your partner, but your best friend. but isnât that a good thing? it can be, but you have the tendency to detach from the emotional and romantic side of the relationship. youâre afraid of your emotions sometimes, and youâve developed this ability to completely detach. people you are with may feel like you donât love them, theyâll begin to feel more like your friend than your lover. but thatâs not how you mean for it to come across! you just have a hard time expressing love in a way that others can understand.Â
PISCES: you give people too many chances. you see people how you want to see them, rather than for who they truly are and you usually default to seeing the best in everyone. you gravitate towards relationships where one of you needs saving. if youâre the one who needs saving, you put too much of that responsibility into the other person. if youâre the savior in the relationship, you have a hard time realizing that you canât save someone who doesnât want to be saved.Â
letâs all have a group hug <3 astrology is a wonderful tool to not only understand yourself, but to understand others. treat each other kindly and embrace differences in people.Â
this is based off of my very first series on twitter. you can follow me @classtrology_ for more frequent astrological posts! I am not accepting full birthchart readings at this time, but simple questions and brief sun/moon/rising combo readings can be done through my ask on here.Â