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I FUCKING LOVE INFORMATION!!! I WANT TO LEARN EVERYTHING AND KNOW EVERYTHING!!!!! I WANT TO UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING ABOUT LIFE, THE UNIVERSE, AND EVERYTHING!!!!!! I AM UTTERLY CONSUMED BY MY THIRST FOR KNOWLEDGE!!!!!!!!!!!!
I will lock in tomorrow like nobody has ever locked in before
reblog if ur mom is smart and beautiful
This is one of my favorite sites on here because everyone who reblogged it truly believes it because their moms won’t actually see it
This post goes around Tumblr every year, and it’s always true. There’s never been an uneventful or boring January.
I think the most incredible thing about the guy who accidentally put his head in a particle accelerator is not the fact that it happened, or the fact that he survived, its the fact that after getting blasted with a wave of protons traveling at 99% the speed of light and seeing “the light of a thousand suns” he just quietly left the room, went about his day, and went home without telling anyone. Really just speedran the five stages of grief and arrived at the attitude of “welp, whatever happens next happens.”
I googled this thinking I’d missed something in the news but nope this happened in 1978
feel it's important to note that as of 13/11/2025, he is still alive.
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what a beautiful day to not be in high school
This is the like those “remember to be grateful you don’t have a sore throat right now” posts. It IS a beautiful day to not be in high school! Thank you!
theo van gogh was the one who suggested that his older brother vincent start seriously painting. as soon as theo was gainfully employed he gave vincent around 15% of his own yearly salary for art supplies, lodging, and food. about 2/3rds of vincent's surviving letters were to theo (including vincent's earliest and last letters), all of which were found stored in theo's desk. theo's child, vincent willem, was born on january 31st, 1890, and vincent was so delighted by his nephew that he painted almond blossoms for him. vincent shot himself half a year later on july 29th, 1890. theo's distress at his brother's death worsened his syphilis symptoms and he died half a year after his brother on january 25th, 1891 (four days before vincent willem's first birthday). theo was reburied next to vincent in auvers-sur-oise at the request of theo's wife johanna.
Almond Blossoms, 1890, Vincent van Gogh
And that love lived on Theo's wife, Johanna, who was the one who pushed for the preservation of Vincent's paintings. Johanna who made sure that her husband's beloved brother would not be forgotten. Johanna who fought tooth and nail so that Theo and Vincent would never be forgotten. Johanna who carried the family legacy, who made sure that the works of Vincent would be kept in her possession. And then Vincent Willem, named for a uncle so loved, carried this legacy and founded the Van Gogh museum in Amsterdam.
The van Gogh family history is deeply interwoven with love. It was the love of a brother that gave a young man the courage to paint and the resources to do so. It was the love of a woman for her husband and her husband's beloved brother that made that story known. And it was the love of a nephew, who was so deeply loved even if for such a short time, that made it possible for the world to know Vincent van Gogh.
my phone isn’t charging even though i plugged her innnnn dramatic ass bitch. YOUR PUSSY IS FILLED! WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT
Can you stop bouncing and moaning on it 😐 please for the love of god
i see now that i shouldn’t have made this post on tumblr. specifically.
take me to art museums and make out with me
But they said to not touch the masterpieces
Well somebody’s gotta pin the artwork to the wall
This is Johnson, those idiots are fucking in the east wing again.
I’VE ONLY EVER SEEN THIS LEGENDARY POST IN SCREENSHOTS
HOLY SHIT IT’S COME TO MY TIMELINE
september was practice… in october I’m getting my shit together
in november I'm getting my shit together
Absolutely horrid that a 10hr sleep does not cure you of all that ails you
it doesn't even cure me of being tired
gay men brought back 70s mustaches, lesbians brought back 80s mullets, and now straight dudes are just walking around with both thinking they stumbled onto this styling choice by accident. say the line meryl (cerulean sweater monologue but specifically about how gay culture creates taste)
oscar wilde
had three middle names
spoke five languages
was sentenced to prison for sodomy
was 16 when he had his first kiss
loved to travel
had an eidetic memory
lied about his age on his marriage certificate
held seances at his house
spoke with his hand in front of his mouth bc he was embarrassed by how supernaturally white his teeth were
kept a vase of flowers on his writing desk to neutralize the smell of his ashtray
had a passion for interior design and aesthetics—his drawing room was painted blue and covered in dragons, he even pressed feathers into the plaster to make it look cool
the kids at his school called him “grey crow”
one of the reasons he didn’t commit suicide was bc he was afraid he would go to hell for it
his favorite word was ivory
his last words were “i am in a duel to the death with this wallpaper, one of us has got to go”
his grave, in paris, has become the target of mass quantities of lipstick kisses. no lie. it’s literally covered in lipstick stains. and a sphinx. he also asked to be buried with his former lover’s ashes