Lady Gaga & Adam Driver at the âHouse of Gucciâ UK Premiere || Nov. 9, 2021
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Lady Gaga & Adam Driver at the âHouse of Gucciâ UK Premiere || Nov. 9, 2021
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Diversity win: your arch nemesis accepts your atypical gender identity but shall never accept the evil in your heart
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The best vibrating bed money can buy
This is what Rasputin would've wanted.
I feel like I'm being seduced like one of those fancy rainforest birds
is it working
Yes
I canât tell if this is gender envy or vibe envy but I envy this man
âI am no longer like the others.â
I redid a piece from like 3 years ago (!!!), and I am actually really happy with the results. Formative influences, GO!
love language. /ËsÉÊlmeÉȘt/ noun:Â love-language
the way one express your feelings of love toward someone, or something you love, or have love for.
Yuri!!! On Ice (2016) dir. Sayo Yamamoto Sk8: The Infinity (2020) dir. Hiroko Utsumi
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Spring is the fucking greatest
your future self loves you. they will look through old photos of you with affection, not disgust, nor embarrassment. they wish they could tell you stories of your future, of how much youâll change, of the people youâll meet, of how youâll eventually learn to accept yourself, then love yourself. they will read your diary entries and poems and favourite lyrics, heart aching, tears in their eyes. if only you knew...
your future self loves you. if only they could show you. they are living proof. youâll turn out okay after all. they wish they were there to console you, dance with you, and make you write it a hundred times: âI AM LOVEDâ. they will listen to playlists you made, just to experience you again. they will write you a letter - of forgiveness, longing, reassurance. you will never read it. but you will know.
Knives Out hints at the self-righteous Thrombeysâ racist views of Latino people and immigrants in general well before they target Marta and threaten to have her mother detained. In the filmâs early flashbacks, the Thrombeys each referred to Martaâs country of origin as a different place. To one, she was a lovely young woman from Ecuador; to another, Marta hailed from Paraguay. Their cluelessness is played for comedic relief as the filmâs tension builds, and Johnsonâs message is clear: The Thrombeysâ ignorance is the joke, not Martaâs heritage.
I recently started working in hospitality, and Iâll tell you guys right now, the trope of âthere was only one bedâ is not as rare as youâd think in real life. A few times a week, at least, I have guys come in who are working together on projects in town or passing through who have to literally book the last room I have available for the night and lo and behold â there is only one bed, and guess what, they give each other a side-eyed look and begrudgingly take it. So write it up, it happens all the time!!!
Never let your There Was Only One Bed dreams die. I was secretly in love with my best friend for over a year when she graduated and moved to Oklahoma (like 1000 miles away) for grad school. Between that travel restrictions, we were so scared weâd never see eachother again.
At the end of summer, when Covid numbers were at a lower point, I took the risk to visit her in her new apartment and I quickly realized that, unlike when Iâd spent the night at her house before, the couch wasnât made up like a bed. She explained that since her new couch was so fancy and pink, I couldnât possibly sleep on it, and so I needed to sleep in the bed with her. You know, out of necessity. I woke up with her snuggled around me in the middle of the night.
Weâre dating now, and I genuinely think Iâm going to marry her. Just the other day, though, I mentioned that if she hadnât been weird about her fancy couch, I probably never would have like confessed my feelings. AND THEN she stood up, took the cushions off the fancy couch, UNFOLDED IT INTO A HIDE-A-BED, and said âI KNOW.â
THIS GIRL. ORCHESTRATED. BED SCARCITY. JUST SO SHE COULD MAKE THE âONLY ONE BEDâ EXCUSE. Yâall when I said I just about lost my goddamn mind, I just about lost my goddamn mind. I love this sneaky bitch so much and the moral of this story is BE THE ONE BED YOU WANT TO SEE IN THE WORLD.
Fanfic imitates life, and life imitates fanfic. Itâs full circle really.
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there was only one bed
but it was STAGED
I love this so much
More Beautiful After Being Broken
What this trite imagery misses out on is the fact that kintsukuroi requires a lot of work to repair a piece like that. It takes a lot of time, a lot of effort, a great deal of investment. Sometimes parts of the original are damaged beyond repair, and you have to instead painstakingly create entirely new ones.  Itâs still not the same. Maybe itâs something more beautiful. But itâs not the fact that it broke that makes it beautiful. Itâs the work put into it. Itâs the fact that people made the effort to salvage it, because it was worth salvaging, because it was important enough to salvage.   Itâs the care that makes the beauty.  An apology canât always fix what has been broken. That doesnât mean itâs not irreparable, sometimes you can go on to rebuild and repair. But it wonât ever be the same as it was again. Â
I really appreciate this addition because Iâve always hated the âmore beautiful for having been brokenâ thing. Being broken sucks and I hate all those tragic romantic sensitivities that try to make it what itâs not. These pieces are beautiful because theyâre repaired with effort put in to making them shine.
That bowl is NOT more beautiful for having been broken. Itâs more beautiful for having been very skillfully repaired.
the two genders are âi no longer wish to be perceivedâ and âi have to be the most fuckable person at the grocery storeâ