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you may be losing the idgaf war but they wouldn't even let me enlist. on account of my poet's temperament.
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www.worldcat.org/
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http://bioline.org.br/
repec.org
science.gov
pdfdrive.com
Worldcat is my bestie and my one true love!! Not only does it tell you what library a book is at, but it also price compares different used book sites against each other for easy view! It's how I got Tarot For the Master for $10!!
Oh, and since I have your attention: z-library (books and textbooks) and sci-hub (gatekept scientific journal articles.) I just ripped a textbook for class off z-library and snatched a required reading from sci-hub. Life is good and education should be accessible at every stage and station of life.
information wants to be free
Anna's Archive is an open source mirror library
The world’s largest open-source open-data library. Mirrors Sci-Hub, Library Genesis, Z-Library, and more.
every day it gets harder to have a relaxed jaw and decent posture
love writing a post and then discarding it immediately. microdosing on having an opinion
Me, tears streaming down my face, sobbing, as I stare at the stars: it’s just so beautiful
The medieval peasant I went back in time to give a bag of Doritos to, concerned: what terrible and powerful sorcerers they must have in your age, to be able to veil the vault of heaven itself from view, as you say
Me, sniffling: I didn’t realize, I can’t, it’s so much, I, I… are the chips good, at least?
Medieval peasant, trying to make me feel better: they’re… magical, strange traveler
Every time someone comments on my old fic, i feel like I'm an old actor getting paid residuals. Appreciate you, old-fic-commenters. Key source of emotional income, tbh.
important that you never forgive ice agents, ever. even years after all this is over (and I do believe we will make it out on the other side, alive and for the better,) they live in shame and disgrace forever. no excuses, no forgiveness. they ruined their own lives when they decided that human freedom and liberty was an acceptable sacrifice for a paycheck
I'm probably never going to find it again, but there was a response to one of those "artworks we think we can make" posts that was like "Okay, go for it." Like, dead serious.
Are you going to come out of it with a Klein-level work? No. Dude was bonkers skilled. But I am here to tell you that if you've ever gone to Home Depot and shuffled through paint chips and been like "God, this is such a gorgeous color, I fucking love this color" and then immediately been like "...but I can't imagine painting a wall with it." and bought a can of soul-killing eggshell off-white or what the fuck ever, you absolutely can go pick up a $10 canvas from a craftstore and a $5 sample of that color and just hang 6 square feet of it on a wall and enjoy the fuck out of it.
For real, buds. If you see an artwork and you're like "Shit, I could have made that," that is a reminder that god can't stop you and probably neither can science.
They’ve been rebuilding the Tower of Babel, but this time they have a team of linguists on site. Every time God smites the builders and invents a dozen new languages, the linguists have a dozen decently sized translations in about a month and work can start up again.
The linguists have been really into it. They say the new phonemes are fascinating. As for God, I assume that at this point he’s just curious to see how far this goes.
To keep us on out toes, God gives the next group of builders an extra place of articulation called the flongus between the pharynx and the glottis, creating an entire new column of the IPA chart with sounds between sounds that are literally physiologically impossible for non-flongled people to replicate.
Improved symbols for the flongal plosives ("gacks"), flongal trill ("hacks"), flongal fricatives ("groans"), and and the flongal lateral approximant ("moans")
Update: The builders have now simply switched to communicating entirely through a universal sign language like they should've done to start with. No sounds need be spoken, flongal or otherwise. The Tower steadily rises. Be seeing you soon, God, you little bitch.
update: the builders are all speaking different sign languages now
eight years later and they still look at each other #like that (insp)
Maddie: you need to make new friends
Buck: I slept with my ex
Maddie: please learn to be alone
Path of least resistance with you, Buckley.
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Tony does the parents texting thing
Tony: They are coming be ready.
Peter: WHO'S THEY!!!?
And it's just pizza Tony ordered for Peter
Or
Tony: Grab your things, quick.
Peter: what? Why???? What things???
And it's just Happy coming to pick him up from the apartment.
Or
Tony: i don't know how long we have
Peter: FOR WHAT???
Peter: WHAT'S HAPPENING?! TONY ANSWER ME!!
And he just meant their lab time before the meeting.
"And for a moment, a brief, brief moment, the world and I were at peace." — Frankenstein, dir. Guillermo del Toro (2025)
Jacob Elordi with his dog on the set of Guillermo del Toro’s FRANKENSTEIN