I promise you, I beg of you all, shutting the fuck up and stepping away from social media to actually educate yourself about a crisis event from reputable sources will always be SO much more productive than blindly reblogging/retweeting fearmongering misinformation-riddled posts and literal military donation links from anonymous people on the internet.
⚠️CW: FLASHING/STROBING EFFECTS⚠️
I spent. 9 hours on this. Augh.
Kristoph Gavin × "Commissioning a Symphony in C" (Cake)
can i say something kind of mean
too many people on this site claim to be into toxic love cannibalism gore blood violence weird gross sex etc etc when it’s like 1. you are scared of having even regular sex and 2. you can’t even drink a beer bc it’s too icky like i don’t think you’re gonna be chugging human blood any time soon 👍
once again seeing a post indicating the presence of remarkable tumblr discourse I have managed to miss entirely
Cool things about my extremely unsupervised desk job: I can hyperfocus on making a Kristoph Gavin edit and send several hours working solely on that as hours fly by and that's just fine.

I know I already have a post about this exact gif but the way he looks back at the viewer has just enamoured me I constantly think back to it when my mind goes quiet; it’s like he was caught unsuspecting while bathing nude in a life giving spring, and rather than flee he decides to play with you, In one quick little glance he instructs you to give chase through the babbling pool through the gentle curtain of falling water into a luminescent cove full of treasures untold.
I would have wanted my step son to go to a blink 182 concert
my last dying wish right before i got squished into a paste would be that my stepson landed an onlyfans baddie off twitter
i hate when people use “#yeah i’ll reblog that” on very high effort posts like fanart and stuff that probably took OP hours. “#yeah i’ll reblog that” is for text posts that just say “jackin’ off my beanstalk” or whatever
The Actor Nakamura Noshio I as the Goddes Benzaiten of Enoshima in the Play Onno Aruji Hatsuyuki no Sekai, by Katsukawa Shunsho, ca. 1773, Japan
*sitting in my bedroom with nothing going on* HELP!!!! HELP ME!!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEBODY FUCKING HELP ME!!!!
[image description:
a painting of the perspective of a driver on a highway on a snowy day. from the sky’s cool, light greys and pale yellows, it is perhaps an overcast early morning or mid-afternoon. curving into the horizon is the highway, with a few cars and trucks far ahead of the driver. on the other side of the median are a few cars and a truck coming the other way, just visible in the periphery. streetlamps stand tall and thin on either side of the road, backed by grey-green smudges of implied foliage.
two deep green highway signs hang in the air on a metal beam, the written information deliberately obfuscated, as if to say, this could be a highway you have been to.
although a familiar scene, it is thoughtfully detailed. some smudging near the front could represent frost on a windshield. the dotted white lines on the highway’s surface have uneven paint.
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