you sink to the bottom of the mariana trench and i’m just sitting there cross legged with my laptop and headphones in
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you sink to the bottom of the mariana trench and i’m just sitting there cross legged with my laptop and headphones in
i can understand the trials but were the tribulations really necessary
me, walking out of a hooters: -grumbles with disappointment-
my wife: well what did you think hooters was
me, looking sadly at the owl fact book i brought: doesn’t matter
sent this message to my coworker today and he sent me this screenshot with microsoft teams's suggested replies... incredible 10/10 no notes.
pet portraits from may! also comms are open again!
the evening light feels different here.
inbeautmag
as prev tag said "type of shit i wanna do when i grow older"
oh emma
The Drama (2026)
was blown away by the pure HUMANITY of The Drama. the at times painfully awkward interactions, dialogue that actually feels like real life, down to the awkward and ill-timed laughs, charlie's crash-out when he kissed misha, while obviously in the wrong it's a realistic depiction of a breakdown, the fear of marrying someone you don't actually know pushed to the extreme, not to mention the realism of what being forced into a small bubble on the internet can do to a child, forcing them into the belief that this is who they are, then the quick turnaround when emma finds a group that pops that bubble.
French Art Deco table lamp designed by Eugène Gaillard and manufactured by Max Le Verrier, circa 1920s.
masculine energy this feminine energy that. well i’m out of energy
need me some of this "renewable energy" I keep hearing about
"unbecoming" is such a great word. bro that shit was so rude you no longer Are
little guys in ghibli movies
me, every single time i see people (especially women) talking about the divine feminine energy, or the sacredness of the womb or whatever it is now:
[image description: a two-panel photo of a person dialling a number and then placing the phone to their ear. the contact is saved as ‘Ursula K. Le Guin’ /end ID]
context is this quote by her:
But I didn’t and still don’t like making a cult of women’s knowledge, preening ourselves on knowing things men don’t know, women’s deep irrational wisdom, women’s instinctive knowledge of Nature, and so on. All that all too often merely reinforces the masculinist idea of women as primitive and inferior – women’s knowledge as elementary, primitive, always down below at the dark roots, while men get to cultivate and own the flowers and crops that come up into the light. But why should women keep talking baby talk while men get to grow up? Why should women feel blindly while men get to think?