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Why tf is every other post on my for you page just cat pics all of a sudden???????

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This is so fucking embarrassing. This is one of the most embarrassing business quips I have ever seen in my entire vile career.
coat bath
tag yourselves i'm the GREAT ROOM beside the GOURMET KITCHEN
i remade it in the sims 4
God, being respected and my boundaries being taken seriously is so damn fucking attractive 😩💜
My crush and I have a common contact from our childhoods. You wanna know who that contact is? Raccoons. A fucking group of trash pandas. I have traveled around the world and am still not even close to that place again and in this random ass hole I ended up in I fell for the one person who coincidentally knows these exact raccoons.
What is life?
Update: We'll go on a date to visit the raccoons
Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Update Update: We cuddled the raccoons, ferrets and otters and he's no longer my crush, but my boyfriend now

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I'm at the lighthouse and there's another person here??!?!!? 😱
We're now back at sea. We've got a pirate ship and a crew full of lost boys. This is starting to actually get fun :)
I think the lost boys don't wanna stay for much longer, let's see if we can find some new ones
This might need some context:
A long time ago, I fell into a deep hole. I laid there at the bottom, bruised and hurt, no idea how to get out. Until one day, I started climbing. In the beginning I slipped and fell down a lot of times, but after a while I got used to the climb and started making my way up. I still slipped sometimes, but I never fell down.
After a while, I noticed someone climbing next to me. We started talking, became pretty close and he gave me one end of a safety rope he had on himself, so we could catch each other if we fell.
The climb had been long and exhausting and at some point, my energy started to be so constantly drained that I could barely keep moving at all. I started slipping more often again and fell back more and more. He kept assuring me to just keep moving, even if I was too exhausted, because the safety rope would catch me if I fell. And then, I did. I had done too much, drained myself to keep up with him and now I saw, while falling all the way back down, that he had never actually attached the safety rope to his own gear. The emotionless look, with even a slight smirk on his face, while watching me falling into a sure death, is something I will never forget.
And then I hit the bottom. And I was alive. Barely, but alive. I couldn't move, could barely breathe, and decided that for the moment, I would just stay at the bottom. I was tired of climbing, scared to fall again, and did not believe that the risk of falling again was worth it. I did nothing, for a long, long time.
After laying there, pondering over my inevitable demise, for a small eternity, I noticed that I had never actually looked around at the bottom of that hole. To pass some time I started observing. Some dead plants, a few insects, a lot of dust. Nothing that would bring me any joy down here. Then I noticed it. In a corner, hidden in the shadow, was a small hole, big enough for me to just fit in, forming a path in an upwards direction. It was dark inside - and I was always afraid of the dark - so it took me a while to gather some confidence, but I went inside.
The tunnel draped me in an endless, black nothingness. Only slight glances were possible in the darkness when the sun hit the entrance at the right angle. The walk up was much easier than the climb had been, but the uncertainty if this cave even had another exit at all kept nagging at me. But I continued walking, until...
A rumble, rocks went flying past me, and I fell to the ground. Everything around me was shaking and I was sure that this time, my end was finally to come. More rocks came falling down, the ceiling was giving in. Darkness.
There was nothing but darkness. I don't know how long, I wasn't even sure myself if I was still alive. But then I heard them. Voices, faint, barely understandable, but definitely human voices. These voices in the darkness kept reassuring me, they gave me new hope. So I picked myself back up and started following them through the darkness.
When I first saw the light, I thought I was imagining it. Then I thought that it must surely just be a lightning bug or something. But then, when I got closer, I had to admit it to myself. An exit, to the outside, the actual outside. And not just in the hole or into another one, but the wide, open world. I couldn't believe it, I had made it out alive.
The heat hit me like a BMW the guardrail on a german Autobahn. I looked around and saw nothing but sand. A desert. The exit of the cave lead me right into the middle of a desert. Even though this wasn't necessarily the ideal place to be, I only had one thought; I made it out, I finally made it out. Alive. This was what mattered, this and nothing else. I started walking.
The desert was a dry place. My skin was cracking, my lungs were hurting, but I kept walking. I made it out of the hole, so I would survive the desert as well.
When the clouds stated forming, my hopes started to rising up to Pluto. The shadows were soothing my bruised body and the wind finally brought some slight cooling. Then it finally started to rain and I knew that everything would turn out okay.
The rain gave me strength. It did not stay, but it came back once or twice. Ever since the rain started, I enjoyed the walk. The desert heat didn't seem to sting as much anymore. I started getting curious about what I was going to find at the end of the desert; I was hoping for a rich, green forest or a field of flowers. I continued walking.
When I reached the end of the desert I felt a slight bit of disappointment when all I saw was blue. An endless ocean laid in front of me. Nothing but water, no matter where I looked. But my heart had been set ablaze again; I would not let an ocean stop me from going on. I started collecting all the driftwood I could find.
Building a raft was easier than I expected. I had gotten lucky to find some other scrab around the beach and I had always been good at crafts after all. When the time came to set off, I did not hesitate for a second. The horizon was my destination and I was not gonna let it wait on me any longer.
The sea was nice for a while. The endless blue was a sight to see. Occasionally some seagulls would join me on my raft, have a nice conversation with me and then set off on their own adventures again. I wasn't getting bored, I was imagining what I might find and what I could do; were there other people somewhere? Civilization even? I couldn't wait to find out.
When the storm came I wasn't prepared at all. The waves, the rain; I was soaked and holding onto the raft like my life depended on it. And even though it might actually did, I did not feel scared. All my life I worried about every single thing that might go wrong, but now I was free and I undoubtedly believed in tomorrow. Then, I saw the lighthouse...
FUCK
FUUUCK
I FELL OFF BOARD
I don't remember how to swim
I can't see the ship anymore...
... where is my raven...?
...
...
... I think he might be laughing in the distance...
Turns out my raven can't swim either and the lost boys are, in fact, gone for good now. We've found a new crew, but some of them don't get along at all and one even hates my raven. This is gonna be a wiiiiiild ride.
Been a while.
Me and my raven left the ship, we're continuing on foot (or wings? lol) now.
When we first left the ship we had to pass through a deserted canyon area. It was rough, but also fascinating. My raven is moving around without me a lot, collecting his own food and other things he can find - but he still always returns.
We've arrived at some plains a while ago. There's so much green, I can't believe it. A nice breeze has been following us and I really do feel at peace right now. It's beautiful here.
... I can't fight the feeling that I'm being watched.
My crush and I have a common contact from our childhoods. You wanna know who that contact is? Raccoons. A fucking group of trash pandas. I have traveled around the world and am still not even close to that place again and in this random ass hole I ended up in I fell for the one person who coincidentally knows these exact raccoons.
What is life?
Update: We'll go on a date to visit the raccoons
Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
My crush and I have a common contact from our childhoods. You wanna know who that contact is? Raccoons. A fucking group of trash pandas. I have traveled around the world and am still not even close to that place again and in this random ass hole I ended up in I fell for the one person who coincidentally knows these exact raccoons.
What is life?
I looked both ways when crossing the street, just to get hit by a goddamn airplane
I'm so fucking pathetic

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I feel like I've been knocking on this brick wall for half a year now and this last time I took a run-up and crashed right into it, it all came crumbling down and now I'm sitting here, looking at where I ended up at, and I couldn't be any happier
I fucking hate having new crushes; my heart starts racing every time I hear my notification sound, I can't stop grinning like a maniac at every message I get from him, I feel like nothing in the world could ever bring me down....
....
....
.... Pathetic.
Tom, Juan, Kevin... You guys wouldn't believe how much I've been missing you these days...
"In the same way that your heart feels and your mind thinks, you, mortal beings, are the instrument by which the universe cares. If you choose to care, then the universe cares. If you don't, then it doesn't." -- Brennan Lee Mulligan, D20, Fantasy High
I'm at the lighthouse and there's another person here??!?!!? 😱
We're now back at sea. We've got a pirate ship and a crew full of lost boys. This is starting to actually get fun :)
I think the lost boys don't wanna stay for much longer, let's see if we can find some new ones
This might need some context:
A long time ago, I fell into a deep hole. I laid there at the bottom, bruised and hurt, no idea how to get out. Until one day, I started climbing. In the beginning I slipped and fell down a lot of times, but after a while I got used to the climb and started making my way up. I still slipped sometimes, but I never fell down.
After a while, I noticed someone climbing next to me. We started talking, became pretty close and he gave me one end of a safety rope he had on himself, so we could catch each other if we fell.
The climb had been long and exhausting and at some point, my energy started to be so constantly drained that I could barely keep moving at all. I started slipping more often again and fell back more and more. He kept assuring me to just keep moving, even if I was too exhausted, because the safety rope would catch me if I fell. And then, I did. I had done too much, drained myself to keep up with him and now I saw, while falling all the way back down, that he had never actually attached the safety rope to his own gear. The emotionless look, with even a slight smirk on his face, while watching me falling into a sure death, is something I will never forget.
And then I hit the bottom. And I was alive. Barely, but alive. I couldn't move, could barely breathe, and decided that for the moment, I would just stay at the bottom. I was tired of climbing, scared to fall again, and did not believe that the risk of falling again was worth it. I did nothing, for a long, long time.
After laying there, pondering over my inevitable demise, for a small eternity, I noticed that I had never actually looked around at the bottom of that hole. To pass some time I started observing. Some dead plants, a few insects, a lot of dust. Nothing that would bring me any joy down here. Then I noticed it. In a corner, hidden in the shadow, was a small hole, big enough for me to just fit in, forming a path in an upwards direction. It was dark inside - and I was always afraid of the dark - so it took me a while to gather some confidence, but I went inside.
The tunnel draped me in an endless, black nothingness. Only slight glances were possible in the darkness when the sun hit the entrance at the right angle. The walk up was much easier than the climb had been, but the uncertainty if this cave even had another exit at all kept nagging at me. But I continued walking, until...
A rumble, rocks went flying past me, and I fell to the ground. Everything around me was shaking and I was sure that this time, my end was finally to come. More rocks came falling down, the ceiling was giving in. Darkness.
There was nothing but darkness. I don't know how long, I wasn't even sure myself if I was still alive. But then I heard them. Voices, faint, barely understandable, but definitely human voices. These voices in the darkness kept reassuring me, they gave me new hope. So I picked myself back up and started following them through the darkness.
When I first saw the light, I thought I was imagining it. Then I thought that it must surely just be a lightning bug or something. But then, when I got closer, I had to admit it to myself. An exit, to the outside, the actual outside. And not just in the hole or into another one, but the wide, open world. I couldn't believe it, I had made it out alive.
The heat hit me like a BMW the guardrail on a german Autobahn. I looked around and saw nothing but sand. A desert. The exit of the cave lead me right into the middle of a desert. Even though this wasn't necessarily the ideal place to be, I only had one thought; I made it out, I finally made it out. Alive. This was what mattered, this and nothing else. I started walking.
The desert was a dry place. My skin was cracking, my lungs were hurting, but I kept walking. I made it out of the hole, so I would survive the desert as well.
When the clouds stated forming, my hopes started to rising up to Pluto. The shadows were soothing my bruised body and the wind finally brought some slight cooling. Then it finally started to rain and I knew that everything would turn out okay.
The rain gave me strength. It did not stay, but it came back once or twice. Ever since the rain started, I enjoyed the walk. The desert heat didn't seem to sting as much anymore. I started getting curious about what I was going to find at the end of the desert; I was hoping for a rich, green forest or a field of flowers. I continued walking.
When I reached the end of the desert I felt a slight bit of disappointment when all I saw was blue. An endless ocean laid in front of me. Nothing but water, no matter where I looked. But my heart had been set ablaze again; I would not let an ocean stop me from going on. I started collecting all the driftwood I could find.
Building a raft was easier than I expected. I had gotten lucky to find some other scrab around the beach and I had always been good at crafts after all. When the time came to set off, I did not hesitate for a second. The horizon was my destination and I was not gonna let it wait on me any longer.
The sea was nice for a while. The endless blue was a sight to see. Occasionally some seagulls would join me on my raft, have a nice conversation with me and then set off on their own adventures again. I wasn't getting bored, I was imagining what I might find and what I could do; were there other people somewhere? Civilization even? I couldn't wait to find out.
When the storm came I wasn't prepared at all. The waves, the rain; I was soaked and holding onto the raft like my life depended on it. And even though it might actually did, I did not feel scared. All my life I worried about every single thing that might go wrong, but now I was free and I undoubtedly believed in tomorrow. Then, I saw the lighthouse...
FUCK
FUUUCK
I FELL OFF BOARD
I don't remember how to swim
I can't see the ship anymore...
... where is my raven...?
...
...
... I think he might be laughing in the distance...
Turns out my raven can't swim either and the lost boys are, in fact, gone for good now. We've found a new crew, but some of them don't get along at all and one even hates my raven. This is gonna be a wiiiiiild ride.

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i got bullied for being the anime obsessed class weaboo in middle school which did funny things to my brain because now whenever i make or order japanese food i feel the urge to add on 'not BECAUSE its japanese, i just like it' which is sort of an insane thing to want to clarify. like i'm imagining ordering a pizza and then adding on 'and also i'm normal about italians' quite frankly it opens more questions than it answers.
It's like me with knowing Korean; I'm not a screaming, obsessed, 12yo BTS fangirl, I promise!