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that concludes the hsr trilogy! i might draw other characters eventually, but for now i will return to my good ol genshin roots…i have plans to make prints of columbina, rerir, flins, and dottore next :)
I finally got this set done!
I know I've already posted the Sanzo one, but it felt wrong leaving him out of the group~
middle schoolers these days are on character ai instead of mystic messenger. we used to be a society
Something something about Caleb and underwear
why is privacy so eroded. I get treated like a nutcase if I say no, I don't want strange companies taking pictures of my home and putting them online for maps or whatever. I don't want to be in the background of your tiktok, and I think it's weirder for you to assume I'm okay with it than it is for me to politely ask you to refilm it so my face isn't in the frame. I don't enjoy handing my employer a list of every online account I have and feeling under surveillance when I'm just shit posting or sharing pictures of my cats or garden harvest. I don't want to hear your private calls on speaker on the bus, esp when the person on the line doesn't know you're broadcasting their words to strangers. I don't want an algorithm guessing what will piss me off the most so I spend more time online, engaging with shit I don't want to see or hear out of outrage. I don't want any of this. it's total ass.
The thing is lads I cannot think of a better use for my tax dollars than feeding children. I want my taxes to give the single mother of three healthcare. I want my taxes to take care of the elderly and the disabled. I don’t care if they’re citizens or legal residents or whatever. I want my taxes to help people. Because we’re trying to live in a goddamn society. Instead my taxes go towards bombing schools and hospitals and refugee camps. Billions and billions sent to proxy wars. And still people quibble over whether we should feed children. What are we doing here. Feed the kids.
ohhhh i get it now. the little seed of loneliness i’ve carried with me since i was five will never go away
Creepy elder gods in popular fiction are always "King" this and "Lord" that and "Prince" whatever – I think we need to start taking a page from medieval demonology and just start giving eldritch whatsits whatever title is closest at hand. Viceroy. Margrave. Lieutenant. Pull an Ars Goetia and give us a writhing mass whose official title is "President".
Io, on this solstice, roused by freshly-spilled blood and bound by ancient rite, we summon thee
Agelteth, Dread Deputy Ombudsman and Volunteer Fire Marshal of the Seventh Outermost Realm!
By the darkest of arts and this bloody sacrifice, I summon thee, Bargatholath, Atrocious Vice-President of Sales and Acting Treasurer of the Hoard of Lamentations!
by mattxiv on instagram
To the imperfect tomorrow
Spring omen.
No offense but the internet gives you the most wrong and fucked up idea of helping people because people get mad if you don't care about disasters happening in 72 countries, meanwhile the people in real life that are doing the most good picked one VERY SPECIFIC thing to care about and care about it REALLY HARD
Walks up to a guy working on restoring a native tree species to his downtown "why aren't you posting about grasses in Turkmenistan!"
The internet has taken a whole generation of bright, motivated, passionate young people who care and have big hearts and turned them into paralyzed, shattered wrecks too crushed by the weight of the world's pain to hand a pair of socks to a person in need
There is too much to fix. Our brains, our hearts, our finite and precious lives are truly not capable of taking it all in. That feeling of being overwhelmed, heartsick, and exhausted is because we are simply not designed to know about all of the brokenness everywhere.
Evolution is just not fast enough to keep up with the information technologies of post- Neolithic civilization, never mind 24/7 news cycles and Instagram reels. It is okay, it is necessary, to look away.
Pick one broken thing, one place, one change at a time. Give fixing that thing your heart. Stay informed, sure — but broadly. Know enough to make a good decision if you are electing or delegating someone to work on another broken thing. But your energy and attention are finite.
Ask yourself, who benefits from your being constantly outraged, depressed, immobilized by anxiety? Cui bono? Then do yourself and your society a huge favor and thwart the fuck out of those people. Pick something. Anything. But we all need to pick a pile and start shoveling, or this shit ain’t going anywhere.
your energy and attention are finite.
this this this! I volunteer at two places. i wish i could do more but i'm just not physically able to. i wish i could help do something about so much injustice and pain in the world but all i can do is concentrate on one small part of it and make it as better as i can.
start small. use a gardening trowel if you can't use a shovel. every little bit helps.
I am, like, a long running proponent of the "eat something and you'll feel better" crowd and am often one of the first people to suggest "maybe it's time for a snack before I get whipped into a frenzy" but I really do resent how instantaneous it is. like it'll feel like I'm having my worst day in months and then I'll start eating and literally before I even finish I'm like oh yeah the world is beautiful
can someone hire me as a lighthouse keeper. my grip on reality is soooo stable and i will behave so normally under conditions of extreme isolation. and i promise i wont try to fuck the light
it really is insane how waking up early will grant you access to some of the most beautiful sights and sensations in the world that will make you want to live forever, but only if you overcome the gauntlet of a thousand razors that is getting out of bed early. truly one of life's little saw traps.