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zandrapaints

Even raccoons need a rest

by zandrapaints

hopepunk-humanity

ANTI-CAPITALIST AFFIRMATIONS

i am allowed to spend my time creating things, even if they are not beautiful.
there is no such thing as a "real job." all forms of work are real and valid.
there is nothing that i need to accomplish to be worthy. i am already worthy.
doing nothing is good for my soul.
i am not defined by what i produce.
my worth cannot be measured by my paycheck, my job title, or a list of professional or academic achievements.
i do not need to monetize my hobbies, it is enough to spend time doing something i love.
i will not let society decide what success looks like. i can define what successful life looks like for me.

snorlax-and-co

guerrillatech

tiktoksijustthinkareneat

kryptonite-tie

Something about this is so genuine and funky. It feels so natural that if I heard the correct lyrics it wouldn't process as right in my brain. This man yelling about his green tea and watermelon sour patch kids fits so well with the live music playing in the background, the atmosphere, the whole situation. It's like some reverse slam poetry talking about how good life is and how the simple pleasures should be enjoyed. I'm in love with this tik tok.

g-a-y-g-o-y-l-e

old alt rock fans in the notes are like:

1) this slaps and actually sounds like a lot of the classics

2) if i went to a concert and they played this i wouldnt even question it. id be like FUCK yeah they were watermelon!!!

as-easel

people who say diamonds are a girl's best friend don't know about Box of 100 Disposable Masks (black)

stumong

Hayley Atwell

knitmeapony

Listen I try to be a decent adult grown human, and be respectful to women because they deserve it as fellow humans, but sometimes I reblog a tumblr post because another decent adult grown person just looks like That, and I am reduced to the equivalent of a weird little Goblin, crouching under a broken bit of cement by the highway overpass, clutching a single piece of paper with the word “boobs” written in awkward handwriting and capital letters on a squelchy bit of gray receipt paper, waving that paper at people as they walk past, desperately hoping someone else sees the miracle that I see.

cipheramnesia

I wanted to draw the boob goblin so I did.

runcibility

now that everyone’s back, here’s another classic to bring back around

cipheramnesia

The original has been lost to the tragedy of the flames but lives on in the chest and cleavage of this post.

I've no religion in the conventional sense, yet I believe.

There's a zen saying…

"We have two suns: The one outside in the sky, and the other inside here. [points to heart] As the one outside fades for us, so… The other raises up more and more."

Since my last illness, I feel I carry a sun with a thousand rays inside me

-Henri Matisse "Surviving Picasso (1996)"

#movie quotes #surviving picasso #quotes #captains log

mundodasideias

Clare Turlay Newberry (1903-1970)

espurrgirlstare

Casting a spell on you that makes you happy, by the way. Your day tomorrow will be pretty good. Something nice will happen, maybe.

sovietnam

tea-and-taiko

Text box: “You’re ... an intriguing woman. Come with me (and join our company)!”

dubious-nachos

I feel this translation doesn't do the tone of the original Japanese enough justice. It's very informal – less professional, and more otome bad boy.

Here's a less literal translation I made a while ago:

"Man, you really are something else. Let me take you back to my place (of employment)."

uovu

i come on tumblr and see a line of poetry that throws me into a series of deep meditations and takes me through the 7 stages of grief for the next couple weeks. it’s like dying everyday and being reborn at every corner on here.