
Love Begins
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One Nice Bug Per Day
Noah Kahan

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Cosmic Funnies

Kaledo Art
Misplaced Lens Cap
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Claire Keane
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
noise dept.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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cute breadling goes for a swim :)
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listen up: “hark the herald angel sing/ glory to the newborn king” and “i know when that hotling bling/ that can only mean one thing” have the same number of syllables
merry christmas
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE
I’m color-blind, but I can pick out that [Yves Klein] blue anywhere. I wrote 30,000 words on this color, and I never grew tired of it. The pigment is staggering. It’s amazing that a color can be so emotional. One can only hope to achieve that intensity in acting.
all hail eddie redmayne, patron saint of academic bullshittery
You have been visited by the Eddie Redmayne of bullshit, reblog to have plenty of bullshit to spew on your final exams
This is the level of academic fuckery I strive to achieve
Kids be so damn cute and innocent like how
Awwww
This story was different actually??? And even better??? The girl, Brooklyn Andracke, used to wave at the truck every thursday and the trashman waved her back. It was a very important to her to do it every week. It was HER birthday, and she decided that she wanted to share her birthday cake with the trashman. She also wanted to meet her hero, whose name is Delvar Dopson.
The girl’s mother thanked Delvar for his work and explained to him how important it is for Brooklyn to wave at him every thursday. He was pretty surprised but he admitted that every time he drove near the house he hoped that the girl would wave at him. That’s not the end of the story though. Next week Delvar had a surprise for the little girl.
He brought her a bunch of amazing birthday gifts!
They both got quite popular, and Delvar is getting a lot of thank you messages from trashmen from all over the world for representing them in such a good way.
The real story is even cuter 😩💕
IM SO GLAD I KNOW THE STORY
“After he left, we continued on to daycare. Brooklyn was unusually quiet in the backseat. I asked her if she was okay, and she said, ‘Mommy, I’m so happy.’”
c-c-cute
MY HEART
Blessed post
Know the difference
:))))))
The Late Show’s Doin Her Best Barbie in response to Mattel’s ‘Shero Collection’ crafted after real iconic women for International Women’s Day | LSSC | 2018.03.08
i love doin her best barbie and i want her to be real
I love her and I’m proud of her for dumping Jason’s ass and wearing pants. Keep on keepin’ on, girl.
In her essay Tik Tok the great philosopher Ke$ha declared that ‘the party don’t start till I walk in.’ which is clearly meant to convey that any recreational gathering is not truly a party until Ke$ha herself arrives.
But what if Ke$ha were to leave the party for some period of time only to then walk in again? This paradoxical scenario in which a party must simultaneously already exist and not exist yet is known as Ke$ha’s Quantum Party and has stumped theoretical physicists for decades.
Ke$ha clearly states that “when I leave for the night I ain’t comin’ back” (Animal 2.4), and furthermore, that “Tonight, Imma fight/‘Til we see the sunlight” (2.13-14), implying that she will neither depart nor desist from celebration until the following solar recurrence; moreover, she asserts in the refrain that “…the party don’t stop, no” (2.16), sagely reassuring us that no spacetime-rending event will occur.
Tiny furry philosopher
My neighbors .03 seconds after I arrive home:
wheres that venn diagram chart of muppet names
here it is
wheres that venn diagram chart of muppet names
here it is
Y’all are awfully communist for a bunch of people who hate group projects
I spend a relatively significant amount of time learning about and thinking about technology usage in relation to how it influences developing brains, the family dynamic, and our god-given desire and need for connectedness. And the way I feel about it all is such a tug-and-pull sort of dance between cynicism, defeat, hope, and that frequent pining I feel to document, share, participate, and witness this ever-evolving thing that is both blessing and curse.
More than anything, I’ve noticed my training in mindfulness take the wheel when I start to reflect on tech use. If you aren’t familiar with mindfulness in the therapeutic/meditative sense, it is the act of noticing, acknowledging, and making space for whatever it is that’s going on inside of you. It’s the practice of paying attention and suspending all judgement. It is the art of being present and gentle with yourself, tuning in to whatever it is you’re experiencing moment-by-moment.
So, for me, it usually goes one of two ways… Okay, I notice that I’m feeling bored and restless. Yeah, I have the urge to reach for my phone–not to do anything specific, but just to distract from this unsettling feeling. Okay, deep breath in… yeah, I know you’re feeling restless and don’t like that, but just sit in it another 15 seconds. Good. What is it that you’re needing right now? Are you hungry? Sleepy? What about lonely? Deep breath again. Maybe lonely, but I’m not sure. Okay, good. It’s okay to be lonely–that’s a really human, natural experience. Be lonely. Or reach out to someone you love, but let the loneliness settle in. Deep breath in. And out. Good.
Or this… Wow, I feel so full. So full of love. So grateful and overwhelmed with how good this moment is. How lovely!–notice the way that feels in your body and take a deep breath. It feels heavy in the best way. Good, enjoy it and sit in it. Let it wash over you, sink into every pore, every second. Look around, and receive it all. Take another 15 seconds. Okay, I notice I’m wanting to document this. Great, you can, or you could savor it for yourself. You decide. Share it with eye contact and knowing smiles, or share it digitally, but whatever you do, let it be more decision and less automatic.
So, for me, the goal is to be aware of what my own experience is. What am I feeling? What am I thinking? What am I wanting? What do I notice in me and around me? What do I need right now? Pause, pay attention, deep breath, react less, engage more–less automatic, more intentional.
Technology isn’t bad, your loneliness isn’t bad, your desire to share isn’t bad, your desire to connect isn’t bad. But when you feel that panicky tug inside to escape anything remotely negative or neutral like boredom or insecurity or loneliness, take that 15 seconds to breathe, recognize what you feel, make room for whatever that feeling is–not knowing if it will go away, but realizing it’s okay if it stays, because we’re human, and when we use technology to escape our humanness, rather than a tool to savor, celebrate, and share it, that’s when we’re failing to care for ourselves well.
When we stop paying attention to what we need, or just try to push away from the clues our body and mind gives us, we stop using the technology and it actually starts to use us, instilling the pressure to maintain, project, compare, distract, and it just fuels the ache rather than caring for it, and we rarely even notice how much it’s programming our own ways of coping with the human experience. That 15 seconds can help you move deeper into yourself rather than reaching out of yourself for whatever lit-thing will pacify you. What is it you’re feeling, needing, wanting? Deep breath in, out slowly, repeat, good.
-L, thoughts of a therapist
An indictment of our healthcare system. Uber is less expensive
millennials are killing the ambulance industry