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@this-is-mycrisis
I finally came up with the perfect way to describe my fatigue to my doctors, husband, or whomever needs to know, because I used to be able bodied:
You know when you've been on your feet all day, working, hiking, playing sports, or something where you've been walking and walking, and you haven't had a chance to sit? There's that moment where you've had enough, and you say to yourself, "I just HAVE to sit right now. I NEED to sit!"
I remember feeling like that sometimes, after a long hike, or roller skating for hours. That's how I feel all the time. Every moment of every day, I feel like I just ran a marathon, or hiked up a mountain, and I NEED to SIT!
I could always walk a few more steps. I could keep pushing myself, because sometimes you have to. Sometimes your still at the top of the mountain, and it's time to climb down.
But I always feel like, good god I really need to have a seat. And once I'm sitting, I don't get rested. I don't feel like, "Okay, I'm ready to get up now!"
When I'm standing, I always feel like I need to sit, and when I'm sitting, I always feel like I just sat down after a very long day. I am at rest, but I am never rested.
I can always push myself. But, I am always pushing myself. I think, maybe I pushed myself into the position I'm in now. I live from one rest to the next. One counter than I can lean on with as much weight as possible, to a chair, to an out of the way corner where I can just crouch for a minute.
I don't get rested. But now, with my power chair, I can be at rest without feeling imprisoned.
a book should be $5 a little drink should be $2 and museum access should be free and all hours
anyone else ever wish they could lie down harder? Like, I'm already horizontal, but I need more horizontal. I need to be absorbed by the floor. I think that would fix me
Ah yes, my favorite chronic illness game: is this normal, is this new, or am I dying?
yallllllll i went to the allergist and literally every single medical issue i ever had was explained to me. i hav MCAS and HEDS. Im still waiting on a tilt table test but both the allergist and neurology are sure ill come back positive for that or smth similar. but literally EVERY concern myself or my family has had about my health has just been addressed
The thing about rewatching riverdale in an ai-dominated world is that you really do appreciate that everything on my television screen truly was handcrafted by a criminally insane inspired gay cinephile
What do you mean “chat” is now referring to ChatGPT and not twitch chat? What? What? What the fuck? No?
When I address chat I am speaking to a presumed Greek chorus of real human people shitposting on their lunch break, not a machine that devours lakes to covert electricity into slop.
Keep up the great work, lads
I love how this addition would be absolutely incomprehensible almost anywhere else but we know exactly what it means
“don’t take it personally” how would you like me to take it then? professionally? romantically? academically?
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER (1997 - 2003) — 5x22: "The Gift"
EXTREMELY powerful to me that he put his glasses ON for this murder.
Giles’ glasses are a big symbol when it comes to his character. He always removes them when there’s something facing him that he would rather not see. Buffy hurt. Willow upset. Xander acting stupid. Anything upsetting or irritating is banished to the Blurry Zone.
but this. This is him CHOOSING to be active and present in this heinous act he is about to commit. Because he does not regret it. He’s doing it to protect the world, and more importantly, Buffy. He doesn’t know that Buffy will die soon. All his knows is that this sacrifice of his own goodness will protect her. So he faces it dead on. He puts his glasses on.
Dahling you simply must read this book! It’s all about this devious little caterpillar who simply gorges himself on all manner of divine things
i’m so glad goncharov happened pre ai slop era
#weird way to describe 1973 but i guess it’s accurate
rewatching criminal minds and just got to Omnivore- george foyet really is fucking creepy huh
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
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