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"just a fun writing project" I say, and now my search history is full of opium
Im so lameee
I'm so obsessed with this
stair fall made worse by the fact that it happened in front of both a film and construction crew (as well as several university students) and we all pretended like it didn't happen
turns out that even in your peak physical prime, you can still fall down the stairs
no i don't want to use your ai assistant. no i don't want your ai search results. no i don't want your ai summary of reviews. no i don't want your ai feature in my social media search bar (???). no i don't want ai to do my work for me in adobe. no i don't want ai to write my paper. no i don't want ai to make my art. no i don't want ai to edit my pictures. no i don't want ai to learn my shopping habits. no i don't want ai to analyze my data. i don't want it i don't want it i don't want it i don't fucking want it i am going to go feral and eat my own teeth stop itttt
What a delicious sin to eat almonds
I have already eaten 1/3 cup of walnuts today, which is 27% of my daily fat intake but I desire walnuts so terribly I can feel them melting in my mouth I am so walnut deprived please god send me more walnuts
Not to speak truths on main but Baelor Targaryen is so babygirl to me. I need him to let me rub lotion on his smile lines and tell him he’s doing a good job at existing 🙂↕️
Deeply funny to me that almost every scene in AKotSK features some guy snacking. Just snacks galore. Nuts. Berries. Jerky. At the joust. In the tent. In political strategy meetings. While telling Dunk off for being tall. While having to deal with your nephew's bullshit. Even in fantasy-land, people get the munchies.
Look if a garment is like. Wool or silk. And it’s like, don’t put me in the fucking wash. I’m like yeah of course ma’am I shall lightly dab you with a damp cloth and air you out so you don’t get stinky. But when a polyester garment is like “hand wash only” I’m like who the FUCK do you think you are. You’re plastic. Get in the drum.
This is really random, but I could NEVER have the “trust the process” mentality that spiders seem to have – I just watched one rappel down from the ceiling, which was a distance roughly 1000 times its length. That would be like if you stacked two Burj Kalifa’s on top of each other and then you as a human slowly lowered yourself down on a rope and just assumed you would eventually touch ground.
Your 20s are for lusting after furniture you can’t afford actually
Info-dumped in a breakout room about the unique body snatching practices in late 19th century Montréal.
2 dead, 11 injured.
There’s something so haunting about the chorus of “Didn’t I? Didn’t I?” In The Hazards of Love 4 (The Drowned), as if the ghosts of Margaret and William from all the past tellings of the story are looking to the current iteration to affirm that in every life, in every retelling, they always find each other. That they will always fall victim to the hazards of love, but they will do so loved by the other.
Thinking about how all the vampires Remmick sired in Sinners feel his pain — is it like a Bluetooth connection where after a certain distance it times out, or are vampires all across the globe just getting jolts of agony every time one of their lineage decides to fuck up a juke joint?
The absolute psychological horror that is logging onto Tumblr hoping to find content about a thing until you realize it’s YOUR unpublished writing project that you’re looking for and that if you want to see things about it YOU have to FINISH your work and get it PUBLISHED and then people have to READ it and you have to be PERCEIVED all so that you can see the funny memes that only exist in your head made manifest.