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When Tess Morgan's son came home with a tattoo, she was griefstricken. She knew her reaction was OTT (he's 21) but it signalled a change in their relationship
This is gold this, absolute gold, the most over the top melodramatic hysterical ridiculous thing I’ve ever read
This is actually so interesting to read- it’s from 2012 but its full of the same anxieties, even some of the same phrasing that many of the guardian’s later pieces on transness use. really hammers home how much of the terfism that emerged in the late 10s was middle class mothers angry at a loss of control over their adult children- whether that be their bodies or their friends or their opinions- and making that everyone’s problem because they have the power to do so
He says, “I’m still the same person.”
I look at him, sitting there, my 21-year-old son. I feel I’m being interviewed for a job I don’t even want. I say, “But you’re not. You’re different. I will never look at you in the same way again. It’s a visceral feeling. Maybe because I’m your mother. All those years of looking after your body – taking you to the dentist and making you drink milk and worrying about green leafy vegetables and sunscreen and cancer from mobile phones. And then you let some stranger inject ink under your skin. To me, it seems like self-mutilation. If you’d lost your arm in a car accident, I would have understood. I would have done everything to make you feel better. But this – this is desecration. And I hate it.”
Also just the classism of her associating tattoos with “vest tops, dogs on chains, broken beer glasses”; like, just say you hate poor people
excuse me I need a minute
*asks a question* *gets an answer* “im not reading that”
i love that it’s a carefully worded, well-written, non-inflammatory answer too. which asker wouldn’t know because they won’t read it. i love website
you are not going to believe what they did with Books
Whenever I hear someone say "the woke mob" I have to stop myself from laughing because even today all I can think of is this fucking tweet
Happy Pride to the Woke Mob
hunk of parmesan: i'm getting so small! 😁 keep going! i wonder if i can get even smaller 😯
microplane, getting more and more delirious with lust as my knuckles get closer to it: he's ruight
I need to see this movie…
Its like this but Godzilla actually does show up
imagine being a totally random dude and all you want to do is catch some fish and then you get stranded in this weird, gigantic foreign kingdom and they make you the utmost authority on your language and literally all you wanted was to catch fish
it used to be so easy to find a job
THIS SONG IS FUCKING AWESOMEEEEE🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
HOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT THERES NOTHING THERE
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Legitimately good example of how thorough you need to be to protect private information
Story time:
In middle school biology, we did an experiment. We were given yams, which we would sprout in cups of water. We then had to make hypotheses about how the yams would grow, based on descriptions of yam plants in our books, and make notes of our observations as they grew.
Here’s what was supposed to happen: we were supposed to see that the actual growth of the plant did not resemble our hypotheses. We were then supposed to figure out that these were, in fact, sweet potatoes.
What actually happened was that every single student in every single class lied in their notes so that their observations perfectly matched their hypotheses. See, everyone assumed the mismatch meant they had done something wrong in the process of growing the plant or that they had misunderstood the dichotomous key or the plant identification terminology. And, thanks to the wonders of a public school education, everyone assumed the wrong results would get us a failing grade. We were trying to pass. We didn’t want to get bitched out by the teacher. Curiosity, learning, science - that had nothing to do with why we were sitting in that classroom. So we all lied.
The teacher was furious. She tried to fail every student, but the administration stepped in and told her she wasn’t allowed to because a 100% fail rate is recognized as a failure of the teacher, not the class. It wasn’t even her fault, really, though her being a notorious hard-ass didn’t help. It was a failure of the entire educational system.
So whenever I see crap like Elizabeth Holmes’s blood test scam or pharmaceutical trials which are unable to be replicated or industry-funded research that reaches wildly unscientific conclusions, I just remember those fucking sweet potatoes. I remember that curiosity dies when people are just trying to give their superiors the “right” answers, so they can get the grade, get the job, get the paycheck. It’s not about truth when it’s about paying rent. There’s no scientific integrity if you can’t control for human desperation.
i think the doctor (who) has a very “atheist in a dnd setting” view toward the great man theory of history. like he’s keenly, regularly, intimately aware that there’s a mechanic in the physics of the universe by which the actions of some certain influential people form the hinges on which history turns, HOWEVER this is repugnant to his fundamental values, so despite everything he maintains that the great man theory is a load of horseshit
the doctor calculates that napoleon’s return from elba is a fixed point and says “that doesn’t mean anything!! it isn’t necessarily ABOUT him!!!” out loud in case any historians are listening
the doctor, stomping around the control room afterwards: he didn’t make them come to him. the greatest general in the world, WHICH HE’S NOT, couldn’t do that just by saying so. they were following a dream, a collective dream that france had been dreaming for years, and it just so happened to have his face. he’s a boat in a storm. he didn’t tell the wave to lift him up
tardis: beep boop
the doctor: you’re right, it WAS fun hanging out with marthe and jean-baptiste :)
How do you know you're not Asexual? Maybe you just haven't met the right nobody.
This "allosexuality" thing is just a phase. You just need to have really bad sex, and then maybe you'll change your mind.
it’s so special to me that so much of fan culture is textual analysis for the love of the game. like thank god there are people in my phone who are also thinking about this thing i love so much that they are writing transformative fiction as character studies and setting clips of the show to music with theme-relevant lyrics and writing long text posts analyzing every line of dialogue like!! yay!!!
This is why I have TikTok
i think more people should learn to sit with the discomfort of knowing their favorite media has problematic elements. i think more people should learn to examine their favorite media critically and acknowledge that these elements are there. i think more people should look at these elements and say "hey, so that was badly handled and I'm not going to incorporate that into my belief system" rather than "oh god, this media is irredeemable and I can't like it or I'm a bad person" or "oh, so actually this element doesn't exist/isn't problematic at all so I can like it in peace" because i seriously think the last 2 are kind of . dangerous . for us to get caught up in
self reblogging just to literally remind myself of this because i'm still struggling with the all-or-nothing mindset