touching grass isn't enough some of y'all need to drive out to the countryside and look at the stars
this post was aimed at the discourse-addled and terminally online, but i'm glad it's reaching an audience of people who are just excited about stargazing in general
If ur lawyer shows up like this...
You going to Prison or gmu getting off Scotch free??
I saw that picture of Joe Biden finding two coins on the ground again today. His face in it is so haunting man I have no idea what emotion he’s experiencing
Just pure rapture
what now, son? what are you going to do now? im here to tell you that ive taken your tokens. i have both of your tokens, boy, and you know where im going to take them? two words: skee ball. you don’t even know how powerful i am, you don’t even know the powers i possess with this two piece of silver. ancient magic, son. ancient magic- don’t mess with ancient magic, or you’ll get the horns. just an old phrase from back in scranton. jill get in the car
I've been having a lot of feelings about the downfall of quality lately.
I ordered a pair of Dickies pants because pants are hard and workwear is usually reliable. When they arrived they were the scratchiest, most papery material--I can't actually call it fabric in good faith--and fit a full three sizes too small. A week later I found the same pair in a thrift store, dated 2017. These are actual pants. They fit, they're not made of asbestos. They're only separated by time.
There's no wood used in interior design unless it's a custom build. I have a set of wealthy relatives who live in a condo. The downpayment for it was likely more money than I will see in my lifetime. The floors and the cabinets are all still laminate. I know I will never see real wood in a building constructed after 2000. Every "apartment hack" I see online has this very conspicuous, flat appearance because of all the paint and contact paper required to make these builds look personal in any way. The only natural materials are in the furnishings.
I've been harping on this for years, but everything is shit, nothing is designed to work, and "growth" and "profit" are just euphemisms for cutting corners until things are unworkable.
everything is more expensive, and everything is getting shittier.
Boring people the second they see something a little creative,silly,experimental,or even just a little confussing: UHMM...⁉️ WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WATCH 😂 WHAT WERE THEY SMOKING 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂🤣😂😭🤣😂🤣😂🤣🤣😂🤣😂😭😭🤣😂😭😂
Uh I think that French 'speedo' required sign is actually meant to be a way to perpetuate Islamophobia- IE the same way burkinis are banned in France, the modesty requirements for Muslim men are belly button to knee, which means Muslim men are barred from swimming at that pool.
Wouldn't surprise me! There's also a hangup in France about swim trunks also allegedly being unhygenic.
D&D has become so much more fun since it clicked for me that I'm not the character, I'm the writer in charge of the character
If you're the character, bad rolls and bad calls reflect badly on you. You want to Win because that means you're doing D&D right, and if things go wrong, it's because you're doing it wrong.
If you're the writer, your number one job is to do things to your character that the character does not like because that gives them the chance to be interesting.
Leopardy!
So? #girlboss
It was really fucked up, and the leopards seems worried that it might be next
never ask a woman her age, a man his salary, and a gen z trans masc why their name is dave
this is taking me out whoever reblogged with this may god bless ur soul
My bad. I was looking for a stupid job that didn't mean anything where I didn't have to do stuff. Sorry, I guess.
one of my favourite bits of engels is when he’s talking about early industrial mine labour in northern england and he complains that the heat and strenuous labour meant many miners worked semi-naked and this combined with the dim light and the long hours away from their families was leading many workers to turn to degeneracy. like imagine we’re working the same vein of coal and it’s late but sarah’s got the mumbs and the bills arent getting any lower so we’re stuck here for the night, and im struggling with an especially stubborn cleft in the rock, my back arched and glistening with sweat in the glow of ur gas lamp, and u come up behind me to help, ur strong biceps flexing against me and u cant see but u can feel the heat rising from my cheeks, ur firm as the rocks, do u want a little comfort in these long hard nights, u can pretend im ur wife if u want
“are you a boy or a girl?”
“well i’m actually multiclassing so i have levels in both”
frank o'hara, at kamin's dance bookshop / mary oliver, little crazy love song
richard siken, dirty valentine
