pov: you're making history. you're working with the most advanced technology in the world. outlook still doesn't fucking work.
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pov: you're making history. you're working with the most advanced technology in the world. outlook still doesn't fucking work.
It's spring now which means the kids in my city have started drawing hopscotches on the sidewalk and as a rule I do every hopscotch I see because 1. Use it or lose it (ability to scotch) and 2. If a child got down on the hardscrabble streets of Boston Massachusetts to draw a scotch the least I can do is use it, but in doing the hopscotches, I've learned that about 50% of them are the typical 8-10 step scotch and the other 50% are. Somewhat avant-garde. And of course I'm not vetting the entire scotch before I start it so sometimes it's like haha 8 steps woo! Childlike whimsy! And sometimes they're 20 steps or 30 or they've got a section with three squares instead of two where you have to do a little Charleston to step on all three, or, memorably, FORTY one foot squares. A full BLOCK of jumping on one foot but I'm no quitter so once I've started Jigsaw Junior's fuckin hopscotch gauntlet I'm there til the end just a daily pot smoker in her thirties jumping kasa-obake style through an affluent suburb while some little proto-kennedy watches from his bedroom window rubbing his sadistic little third grade hands together and cackling. It's amazing. I love spring.
You know that thing would eat you if you died, right? *pointing to the false image of you that others perceive*
those two scottish cunts are mad for walking 500 miles and then 500 more but when you think about how much an uber costs they start talking sense
If you stay up late to hang out with friends I don’t think you should have to be tired in the morning. I think it should be a freebie
you till I die...
i fuck with this heavily
looks inside procrastination -> it's anxiety -> looks inside anxiety -> it's fear -> looks inside fear -> it's shame
Surely these circumstances will improve with additional shame
Vampire Cliff Marleau is constantly telling Scott Hunter the wildest things out of the blue because Cesare Borgia was his old confessor and he hasn’t fully realized they’re not the same person.
As the Years Melt Away Like Honey
Funeral Symphony, 1903 by Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis (Lithuanian, 1875–1911)
today I sat on a chairlift next to a skier who looked to be in his 50s. he told me a story:
a couple years back, he was skiing in the backcountry and found himself lost. he tried to use gps, but his satellite watch couldn't find a connection. at this point, he chose to take his fireball out of his backpack, and drink to cope with this. he found the fireball frozen, and had to fully invert the bottle to make some drip out. I'm doing so, he lifted his wrist high enough that his watch connected to gps and he was able to find his way out. this, he told me, was divine providence, God had frozen the fireball to help him find his way out. because God loves drunk people.
i think every member of the usa women’s hockey team should be able to handpick a member of the men’s team to hunt with a crossbow and machete
In the interest of maintaining karmic balance, as the Catholics go into lent, I will be hitting full throttle on the hedonism. Gonna incorporate new and exciting vices for the next 40 days.
combining light and dark soy sauce to make morally ambiguous and nuanced soy sauce