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they just put the dead flag blues by godspeed you! black emperor on kidz bop 54
and the playground is all muddy with a thousand lovely water slides
Honestly it boils down to reparenting yourself & rewiring your own neuronal pathways & telling yourself a firm βstopβ when you notice your mind slipping down negative loopholes & being present in the moment & enjoying being mid task rather than waiting for it to end & not thinking of inertia as your baseline and natural way of living
So tempting to keep embarking on the same self destructive cycle over & over & over again . But at some point you have to put ur foot down w ur own behaviors & be the thing that truly saves u
Never ask a man his wage, a woman her age, marjane satrapi what her thoughts on israel were
To those who want to know.
listen you boutta have the thickest smoodie of all time, where is your liquid? your ice? weak ass aesthetics, try again
smh they leave the strawberry tops on⦠might as well leave the gotdam banana peels on
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u can eat strawberry topsβ¦ & recent studies are showing banana peels are healthy n nutritious for u:β¦. The turntables
n im sure the outside of a coconut is mad high in fiber but im not bout ta eat woodchips cause of no govermence scienticians

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i love how weird kids are. they make up the most bizarre stuff when left to their own devices and it's never what an adult would naively predict a kid would do in their imaginative play
my friend's 5 year old recently got a toy veterinary medicine set - it's super cool, like one of those mini play kitchens a lot of kids have, but it's set up to pretend to be a vet (it's this thing) - it has stuffed animals and things to weigh them, give them medicine, take x-rays, write on their charts, etc.
so this kid, who is five and to my knowledge has no experience in the administrative bureaucracy of modern healthcare, puts a stuffed pig named Piggy on the exam table. she pretends to draw blood from Piggy using a fake syringe, and the blood goes into a toy test tube vial that she calls "the resulter"
i'm playing with her, right, so i'm like, awesome, what are the results of Piggy's blood test? and she says "we have to send it to the scientists." so we send the vial to the scientists (put it in her bedroom) and when we get back to the vet playset i'm like awesome what did the scientists say? and she says they have not gotten back to us yet
so she rolls her eyes, exasperated, and says we have to call the scientists. she pretends to call them. apparently, they tell her that Piggy's blood test is "at the bottom of the list" and "we have to WAIT." she frowns. we wait a bit longer and call them back. they tell us it will be a while! she says we should go ask the scientists in person so we go back to her bedroom and she inquires at this imaginary lab, at which point the scientists yell at her and tell her now they will make us wait even longer!
keep in mind she is 100% directing this play. she is making all this up. she is fully in control of this game, and she has decided that what we are going to pretend is that we are dealing with this exhausting nonsense, not actually treating Piggy.
finally the blood tests come back. they are inconclusive. the scientists do not know what is wrong with Piggy. the little girl walks back to the stuffed pig on the exam table, sighs deeply, and says in a very serious voice "we can never help you."
i'm obsessed with this kid. when given complete control over a make believe scenario, instead of becoming the heroic rescuer administering effective cures, she is instead a beleaguered vet making multiple calls to an overworked lab only to be left unable to help her patient.
10/10 no notes. kids are amazing
French-Iranian artist, author and womenβs rights activist Marjane Satrapi, the illustrator behind the graphic novel memoir βPersepolis,β has
one hates to say things like βyouβre looking at art wrongβ but if you go to a museum or gallery and you donβt read the placards which explain what youβre looking atβ¦ well.
Wally Dion, Green Star Quilt, 2019 circuit boards, brass wire, copper tube
I SAW THIS IN THE PORTLAND ART MUSEUM! ITS HUGE!
it shimmers like no gemstones i've ever seen: green as malachite and emerald but shot through with opal, gold, copper. photographs can't do it justice because of how it shines, as well as the way the actual material elements have their own dimensions. you can lean in and study all the fine lines of the circuits or step back and admire how the rearranged whole forms new patterns. it's one of the most beautiful creations i've ever seen.

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>"I'll set my alarm to a song I like so I always wake up in a good mood"
>2 weeks later
>wake up in a graveyard that expands infinitely in every direction with my name engraved on every headstone
slightly serious ask: does anyone in portland oregon happen to have a spare room that me, my gf, and our two cats can stay in for several months while i get possible breast cancer treatments?
But wait there's more.....
https://mybricklog.com/blog/bricks-minifigs-corporate-stole-old-mans-200000-lego-collection
say what you will about john mcafee (and you should.) but that guy could fucking post
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im working the "girls bringing their boyfriends" checkpoint at the pride parade, sending most of the boyfriends to an overpriced bar with optimised number of leaning-with-a-beer points like youd send kids at a wedding to their table and letting the girlfriends in with a special ticket to an adjoining room with glass that lets them look at the boyfriends distinctly not talking to one another the rest of the boyfriends i press a little button under my desk and some tgirls in dark trenchcoats come and bundle them away, waving the girlfriend into the lesbian section, and with various mechanical grinding and whirring noises the new girls pop out of the room with an estrogen vial, a new outfit and a black lipstick stain on their cheek im clearly bored out of my mind sat at this desk, but im vital because ive got a 100% accuracy rate and i get paid in vodka to keep my interest in the world alive
i also get paid in all the first panty shot polaroids they take before they shove the new girls out but dont tell anyone cuz if the chasers union finds out ill never hear the end of it, and i already dont hear the end of them cuz i refuse to tell them how big it is, i tell them its a data protection thing and they never listen
the chasers union keeps asking for a float at pride but we have to keep rejecting it cuz they refuse to not have a banner that says "haha youre so cute have you had bottom surgery" and thatd fuck up our obligations to the forcefem union, who i am not taking bribes from stop asking
mr evrart is helping me find my dick

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under no circumstances do you gotta hand it to the pope
There's a recurring online tendency to aestheticize consensus itself. The imagined future village is full of emotionally compatible people who enjoy communal gardening, conflict resolution circles, acoustic folk music, mutual aid potlucks, and repairing bicycles together at sunset. Which is nice for the people who genuinely enjoy that lifestyle. But plenty of humans are solitary, prickly, obsessive, urban, nocturnal, sensory-seeking, technologically attached, contrarian, novelty-seeking, private, or just plain difficult. Those people do not evaporate after the revolution. They do not get Left Behind while you are Raptured into the Utopia. They become your neighbors.