When people graffiti on buildings: Yes! Ha ha! Fuck yes!

When people graffiti on rockfaces and cliffsides on hiking trails: What the absolute fuck.

It's not punk to poison the soil, dude.

Apparently there used to be a heirarchy of graffiti: tag < piece < mural < memorial. And doing one lower in heirarchy over a higher one was a huge insult. Like it was a specific unwritten rule thing

[image ID: Tumblr tags reading: #also murals #please don't do that #or the really nice graffiti #there was a nice mural of birds on the side of a building that someone did one of those quick 'scribble' signing on #and it was really annoying #cause it makes it really hard to fix #cause you can't just cover it up /End ID]

ok im kinda curious but how many people have admitted to having a crush on you? 

“nothing you say can surprise me or weird me out at this point if i’m being honest” oh that’s so intimate. romantic. Should we kiss

as is tradition, i've updated my: "hozier using terms of endearment on his songs" list.

"baby" remains number one with 9 new additions. he uses "baby" a total of 74 times throughout his entire (released) discography

"darling" was his favourite term this time around with 17 new additions. it went from only 9 to 26 times he used the term in his songs

"love" got 11 new additions. 17 in total

and last but not least he used "honey" one time. so that's 46 times he says "honey" now

Does tumblr assume I'm a caveman? Recommended posts for Grugnar?

ice cold take but if you have to pay for accessibility features it is not in fact accessible

There's a lot of love and loss in this record. Mhm. Yeah.

have i told y’all the story about how crab dicks are directly responsible for me and my partner getting together

okay so you know how in Moana, the crab Tamatoa refers to himself as a decapod? means ten legs. but he’s only got 8 legs visible. where the fuck is his last pair, thought me, kip edgebug.

now, tamatoa is a coconut crab. the last pair of legs—the legs not on tamatoa—are called the fifth pereiopods. no further information was available on Wikipedia or anywhere else. no information as to why those legs would be hidden on tamatoa. bizarre, thought me, kip edgebug. also conspicuously absent was information on coconut crab reproduction, which would be useful if someone wanted to, say, write completely anatomically accurate disney-themed crab porn.

so obviously the next step was to go scholarly. i spent maybe four or five hours that evening researching coconut crabs on various difficult to navigate academic sites. turns out there’s not a lot of public information on coconut crabs, probably because nobody wants to get close enough to a coconut crab to find out intimate info on them. i made a jstor account to access things not available to the masses.

and finally i uncovered it. the answers to both questions. I uncovered the method of coconut crab boning and the reason why tamatoa’s fifth pair of legs are invisible all in one fell swoop.

the fifth pereiopods, my friends, (get ready for this) are BANG LEGS, used for HOLDING ON to MATES during CRAB BANGING. that’s it. that’s why disney didn’t show them. because they’re DIRTY and SEXUAL LEGS. yknow, on a CRAB.

but kip edgebug, you cry, what does this have to do with getting together with your partner?

so on the particular dating site i was on, there was a prompt on user profiles that said “what do you spend a lot of time thinking about?” naturally i put “the reproductive habits of coconut crabs”, because, well. the next prompt was “what is the most embarrassing thing you’re willing to admit?” to which my answer was “did you read the thing about the coconut crabs?”

my sweetie messaged me specifically because of those answers, god help her, and i relayed the info i uncovered, and we hit it off from there

and that’s the story of how crab dicks are directly responsible for me and my partner getting together

Update im asking her to marry me tomorrow

Crab dick got me a fiancée

Oh this is my kind of love story

As bad as you think discourse on here is, rest assured that there is internal drama on terf Tumblr that would make your eyes melt.

Every six months some big "lesbian separatist" blog turns out to be happily married to a straight man.

Or the racefaking.

Every once in a while you get a leaked sexts scandal, and you get a peek into some truly labyrinthine psychosexualized obsession with trans bodies.

have u tried the discourse du mois

guy who gets phallo but still wears a packer so it just looks like he has two dicks

always remember, friend,

now go in peace

This meme was inspired by the piece "Lucky 10,000" by Randall Monroe.

[ID: “One man’s [“Yeah, the Time Knife, we’ve all seen it” meme] is another man’s [“Was anyone going to tell me?” meme] /End ID]

internet heiroglyphics

as a kid i had one of those “there’s a monster under my bed” moments except real.

every night i would cry about a ghost or something trying to scare me by knocking on my bedroom windows and walls. like, really loudly, every hour or so, every night. only at night. so my dad was like “heh okay kiddo let’s check it out :) ah see? there’s nothing here :)” and left.

until years later he admitted to me that he did in fact hear the unexplainable knocking when he slept in that room one night, and it kept him awake with fear. and suddenly felt awful for not believing little kid me.

imagine your kid being like “daddy there’s a demon in my closet” and you being like ok son lemme just check that for you :). and you open the door and there’s a demon in the closet

WHAT

able bodied allies of disabled people when your disability genuinely has no secret upside and makes you useless to a late stage capitalist society

The english translations to the outro of de selby (part 1) according to genius

"Although your bright and light […] You arrived to me like nightfall, you come like nightfall You and I sort of mixed together You and I  metamorphosised So that same idea of you can’t see where one begins and where one ends that, that is some kind of metamorphosis of some kind"