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“There are two types of ‘tired’, I suppose. One is a dire need of sleep, the other is the dire need of peace.”
— Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)
@shitpostsampler ????
Garlic 2 (Stone sculpture) Mary Eiland
damn when did they release garlic 2
apparently this thing’s 13in x 11in x 13in. big boi garlic
love the trope where an authoritative side character pointedly pretends not to help the hero they’re not supposed to be helping by saying shit like “well I can’t just let you wander around up to the THIRD FLOOR where you could just FIND THE THING YOU NEED in the FIRST ROOM ON THE LEFT. And under no circumstances should you USE THE KEY FROM UNDER THE MAT. I wish I could help you, but I CAN’T. Now excuse me, I need to take this phone call for the next 37 minutes EXACTLY.”
Is this what mitski meant when she said give me one good movie kiss
be the cowboy
me, helping a little girl pick out a locket at the shop: do you usually like to wear goldtone or silvertone?
little girl: I like silver because of Artemis, the goddess of the moon and the hunt and also she’s a warrior and she never got married.
me, internally: never let the world change you
btw this was only a partial listing of the many Artemis facts imparted to me by this very good small child. I told her Athena was always my favorite so she also told me some Athena facts.
her dad gave me a look like ‘thank u for being patient’ and I tried to convey with mostly eyebrow moments ‘oh please I WAS this kid, only for ancient Egypt and also Marguerite Henry books’ but i’m not sure it got across
“For generalized anxiety disorder, an increased muscular tonus in comparison to non-anxious persons has been found“ good news we’re all yolked as hell
sadly this is not because we’re constantly clenching our muscles, they actually say its because we’re all trembling 24/7 which is objectively way funnier….
Like chihuahua.
now i’m just thinking of a buff as fuck chihuahua
we’ve gone from the yee haw agenda to the ye olde thot programme
outfit idea
if you’re white and you act like race issues are just “unnecessary drama” or “discourse” then sorry to tell you but you’re just…. racist
yes white people CAN and probably SHOULD reblog this just dont add on anything.
I would be the worst spy of all time because on one hand I overshare like hell, but on the other hand I also have THE shittiest memory so it’s really a lose/lose scenario for everyone involved.
guy interrogating me: What’s the passcode?
me: Ah fuck. I think it might be 792.....4?
me: Actually no I think it starts with a 2.
me:
me: Yeah I usually just rely on muscle memory for it. Do you think you could get a keypad in here? That might be faster.
guy interrogating me: who do you work for?!
me: Okay, so this is super embarrassing. I know he told me his name when we first met but I forgot and at this point it would be weird if I asked him for his name again, right? So I just kind of go with “sir” whenever I have to talk to him. It might be David though. He looks like a David.
me, after being extracted: bad news guys, I totally blew Dave’s cover.
my boss: Wait, what?
me: Yeah, like they had knives and shit and it was kind of stressful so I just told them that my contact’s name was David Johnson. Really sorry about that.
boss: We don’t have a David Johnson working for us. Are you thinking of James?
me:
me: Good news, guys, I did not blow James’ cover!
Enemy 1: So, how did the interrogation go?
Enemy 2: We got nothing. All they did was ramble on about their childhood trauma for two hours.
Enemy 1: Hmm. maybe lower the dose of the truth serum next time.
Enemy 2: We didn’t use truth serum.
floof flip appreciation post!
Road Trip by Noel Kerns
Noel Kerns is a Dallas-based photographer specializing in capturing Texas’ ghost towns, decommissioned military bases, and industrial abandonments at night. Growing up in the central Texas hill country, Kerns developed his photographic skills shooting large format black & white landscapes. The slow and deliberate nature of the large format photographic process was a perfect launching pad into the art of digitally photographing the nocturnal world.
One of the things Kerns enjoy most about photographing under a full moon are all the latent details, those things which reveal themselves only when you take the time to let the moonlight tell the story. He loves the calm and tranquility of a peaceful night scene, as well as the eerie feeling one can get when shooting an old desert ghost town under a full moon.
Kevin Bacon lashes sexist trend of unnecessary female nudity in cinema and television and demands more male nudity in Hollywood.
Kevin Bacon is a blessing
The Nautilus shell house is absolutely surreal, inside and out.
This is what you see as you enter the front door. It looks like you’re walking into a swirling shell.
Kitchen seating is in front of this spectacular colored glass wall.
This is an organic home and doubles as an indoor garden.
The bedroom is a tranquil space.
Awesome shower infused with blue glass.
The bath is part of the bedroom. Isn’t this sink amazing?
Entertainment center in the round. This looks comfy.
The kitchen cabinets are yellow and I love the opalescent glass.
Here’s the unusual floor plan.
And, one more shot of the fabulous shell.
https://www.itinyhouses.com/