I just love Soup, OKAY?!?!?!

expect nothing come out confused. ok, expect one thing: spontaneous kittes. Formerly GRAPESOFHAPPINESS

[souplover2000]

Blog, thy name is chaos.

[projectorthus]

Not lovers or friends but a secret third thing (they play Catan together and Stratt pretends she's not preparing Grace for a one way trip to space)

[bumbylbeereblogs]

[ai-slop-weather-report]

Weather report for July 28th, 2026.

[goldenflowery]

UNAUTHORIZED FUCKING GUY! (inspired by this post)

[honeydewdrops333]

what doesn’t kill you makes your nervous system more sensitive for the rest of your life

[frenzied-chimera]

age gap

[scorebug]

i still don’t understand what the difference is between a strike and a ball ❤️

[scorebug]

this is making me cry

[vruba]

“I don’t like this expression “First World problems.” It is false and it is condescending. Yes, Nigerians struggle with floods or infant mortality. But these same Nigerians also deal with mundane and seemingly luxurious hassles. Connectivity issues on your BlackBerry, cost of car repair, how to sync your iPad, what brand of noodles to buy: Third World problems. All the silly stuff of life doesn’t disappear just because you’re black and live in a poorer country. People in the richer nations need a more robust sense of the lives being lived in the darker nations. Here’s a First World problem: the inability to see that others are as fully complex and as keen on technology and pleasure as you are.”

— Teju Cole  (via feminizt)

[polkadotmotmot]

Emily Simmons - Curiosity at the Fountain, 2026 - Aquarelle, watercolour on canvas

[skopostheorie]

[immaplatypus]

“so this week my town made the news for—” nope

“there’s a restaurant two miles from my house called—” nope

“today I learned [celeb] went to my high school—” nope nope nope nope nope

these are all real posts I’ve seen on the internet that allowed me to identify a user’s hometown instantly. if it’s a small town, that’s doubly dangerous, because a bad actor could trace you just by a unique first name or selfie you once posted. in an age where doxxing and stalking are some of the worst I’ve ever seen it, you HAVE to think twice about what you’re posting online.

i once saw a 13-year old post an image they noted as being “a few miles from their house.” it had a theater in the shot with a unique enough name to be local. one google maps search, now everyone knew not only what city they lived in, but the possible neighborhoods in that radius too. and they had a HUGE following…who all knew this was a 13-year-old child.

so yeah. not to sound like a 90s internet safety PSA…but I’m gonna be that PSA for a minute.

if you’re posting an image, there is NO need to say that you live there. you could just be traveling. “saw this in Montana” is better than “saw this by my house!”

before you post about a venue, especially a restaurant or small store, check and see if it’s local—CRUCIALLY if it has only one or two locations. people might travel to arenas or convention centers, but they’re far less likely to be traveling to Bartleby’s Fish and Chips. if it’s an anecdote and you still live nearby, you can honestly just leave the name out entirely.

if you’re sharing a news story, it can just be a story you found and wanted to share. you don’t have to clarify “it happened in my town,” because even if you don’t mention your town name, an easily-googled news article will.

if you’re seeing a concert or meeting a celebrity on a tour that’s stopped locally, wait until they’ve hit a few more venues before you post about it, or at the very least wait until you get home. this is honestly a smart move for any event you attend: unless you’re marketing yourself, there’s no need to advertise your location in real time.

check your selfie backgrounds for anything identifying. this includes city names on venues, school names, street signs, and house numbers.

this stuff is flexible if you no longer live in your hometown, or if your city is particularly big, but there’s STILL no reason to tie yourself to your school, your workplace, or your street. you can call it paranoid, but as someone who’s seen my friends get literal death threats over fictional characters before, the last thing I want is someone willing to act on those threats finding out where they live.

anyway. PSA over. does a kickflip or whatever

[pangur-and-grim]

she cries if I dont hold her, so I have to use my exercise bike like this

[pangur-and-grim]

[pangur-and-grim]

[depsidase]

[phoukanamedpookie]

Oh, I'm not sure. Give me $7,500 for 6 months or so. I'll be sure after that.

[schizoauthoress]

Gotta test it out, yup.

[phoukanamedpookie]

And we must test multiple times. For science.

[limeshade]

In 2017, American film researchers recovered “Something Good – Negro Kiss,” a short film depicting a playful kiss between a Black couple which had not seen the light of day for more than a century. A long-forgotten artifact from the earliest years of American film, the sweet, humanizing vignette, produced by the Selig Polyscope Company, makes a startling contrast to the overwhelmingly racist and blackface-ridden contempory portrayals of African Americans. Four years later in 2021, archivists in Norway, halfway across the world, identified a sister short in their collections—an extended alternate cut which reveals more of Chicago stage performers Gertie Brown and Saint Suttle’s vaudeville-like routine, a theatrical, hot-and-cold romantic dynamic between two lovers which parodies the popular and controversial short “The Kiss” (1896). Both films, which had previously been lost, were known from entries in old motion picture catalogs but had been assumed to be era-typical, anti-Black “race films” until their rediscovery in the 21st century. Together with its more famous sibling, which has since been inducted into the Library of Congress’ National Film Registry, this alternate version of “Something Good” represents the first-known instance of Black intimacy ever captured on-screen.

SOMETHING GOOD [Alternate Version] (1898) Directed by William Selig

[souplover2000]

Meco all’altar di Venere era Adalgisa in Roma, cinta di bende candide, sparsa di fior la chioma; udia d’Imene i cantici, vedea fumar gl’incensi, eran rapiti i sensi di voluttade e amor...

Quando fra noi terribile viene a locarsi un’ombra; l’ampio mantel druidico come un vapor l’ingombra; cade sull’ara il folgore, d’un vel si copre il giorno, muto si spande intorno un sepolcrale orror. Più l’adorata vergine io non mi trovo accanto; n’odo da lunge un gemito, misto de’ figli al pianto. Ed una voce orribile echeggia in fondo al tempio: “Norma così fa scempio d’amante traditor!”

Another Opera. Hello again Operanon

[souplover2000]

So cold, so frozen,

So nervous, so helpless, so drear.

Is it the temperature

That's got you down, friends,

Or perhaps, it is your

-Existential fear?

That's right!

You see, so many things can trigger

The centaurs with overactive amygdalas

But that's okay

If you're brain's made that way

-Okay, then, like, what do we do?

I'm so glad you asked.

Everybody, look under your seats!

You can breathe in a bag!

(breathe in a bag?)

Just breathe in a bag!

(Breathe in a bag!)

Inhale, exhale, my name ain't Glendale

If you still feel sad

-I feel kinda better!

The world may be cruel and depraved,

And we're struggling under it's weight

Just remember you aren't alone

When you think life's a drag

You can breathe in a bag.

-This has been helpful, but we're still going with the Nowhere King.

All hail the Nowhere King!

You see, sometimes we hide from the scary things,

by trying to side with those very things

In this case, that'd be the Nowhere King

He's a false saviour

You might feel initial relief

But I promise you, it will be brief.

'Cause this is a case of-

-Unhealthy attachment behavior?

oh, you guys have got this.

Now breathe in a bag!

(Breathe in a bag!)

Breathe in a bag!

(Breathe in a bag!)

Life is scary and freezing,

And that is the reason

I gave you this swag!

(Thank you, Glendale!)

We might always feel a bit nervous,

But even folks like us have a purpose!

Will you join me,

And fly this anxious flag?

Because we don't need the Nowhere King,

We believe in ourselves, and we're breathing into ...

Our bags!

Maybe consider having a soup in these trying times.

[souplover2000]

The die is cast,

My hope has perished!

Farewell, O Past,

Too bright to last,

Yet fondly cherished!

My hope has fled,

My life is dead,

Its doom is spoken –

My day is night,

My wrong is right

In all men’s sight –

Ah me! My heart is broken!

I think you need some food. Here have a soup 🍜