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if i look back, i am lost

blake kathryn
art blog(derogatory)
Misplaced Lens Cap
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oozey mess
Jules of Nature
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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pixel skylines
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

roma★
One Nice Bug Per Day
Sade Olutola

shark vs the universe
occasionally subtle

PR's Tumblrdome
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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YOU CANNOT SEE ME
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Espresso in the Morning - Raceanu Mihai-Adrian
Romanian , b. 1976 -
Oil on canvas , 50 x 70 cm.
"Whether someone understands it or not, these are the consequences of the political views they're espousing" is a pretty important analysis tool for online movements because quite honestly, over half of everyone engaging in politics online have no foundations for the stuff they're saying and are just saying whatever makes them feel like a member of an in-group.
If your in-group is "the left" you're very much not immune to this. In fact, trying to do left-wing politics without even trying to build a foundational political understanding is a great way to end up as a neo-nazi with a tumblr accent rather than an effective left-wing advocate.
Windows in a roof, Jakriborg, Skåne
i was training a young person at work, and she referred to sexual assault as "SA" out loud, and i immediately was like, "no, it's sexual assault, call it what it is," bc idgaf if the algorithm overlords have taught y'all that you should fear direct language, how tf do any of you expect to ever address real issues with any amount of seriousness if you can't even say the words? imagine an advocate looking a sexual assault survivor in the eyes and asking "did he grape you?" it's absolutely fucking absurd, but these young interns and new hires are coming into an environment where we deal with survivors of all different kinds of abuse, and they're coming with the mindset that the words are as bad as the actions, and that makes them shitty at the job and look juvenile af
i HATE self-censorship for a lot of reasons, but being in crisis work makes it even more frustrating. who are you censoring for? like i am being so fr, WHO are you censoring for? have you even thought it through? people who have been raped know that they have been raped. if someone attempts suicide or is grieving someone who did, saying "sewer slide" isn't going to protect them from any of the feelings. a murder victim's family isn't going to feel better bc you said "unalived" instead of murdered. if anything, it's just extremely invalidating and othering. it's saying "what happened to you is so bad that i won't even say the word," which is NOT trauma-informed care. you are not protecting survivors/victims when you self-censor. the ONLY things you protect when you self-censor are the puritanical ideologies that are being encouraged by rich fascists who want your money and obedience
say the fucking words, guys. just say the goddamn words before i go insane!!!
sara toufali
Harebell/Campanula rotundifolia/liten blåklocka. Fridenborgshöjden nature reserve in Värmland, Sweden (2 July 2026).
fr. “Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself” by Charlotte Eriksson
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Alphonse Mucha
night bloom
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sex is a distraction from your true purpose in life which is to go to the aquarium and look at the fish and go "wooooooaaah.... fishies". cmon guys we all need to lock in.
i hate it when people mistake "etymology" with "entomology." like, i know where they coming from but it still bugs me
“get a job” nope im splashing in da pool
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meet me under the pier we are going beast mode
“Home is where the trees look normal” is the sweetest, saddest, most nostalgic truth I’ve ever heard.