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Keith's Tower in Aberdeenshire, Scotland. Built c. 1824

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a funny thing about having conversations with people within institutions (academic in this case but also others) about gatekeeping, is that you end up having a conversation over and over in which you're like, "hey this alligator spike pit moat you have erected around your institution is keeping a lot of people out," and they're like, "well *I* navigated the alligator spike pit moat just fine," and you're like, "right. by dint of us having this conversation, you within the institution and me without, it is understood that you navigated the alligator spike pit moat. due to that being an inherent requirement of entering the institution," and they're like, "I don't think you understand the prestigious history of our alligator spike pit moat," and you're like, "is there a reason why there needs to be an alligator spike pit moat encircling the concept of higher education?" and they're like, "look, the alligator spike pit moat isn't for everyone. some people just aren't cut out for the alligator spike pit moat :)" and you're like, "right, yeah, like disabled people and people coming from poverty or unstable home environments or underserved communities or people dealing with difficult to navigate life events like pregnancy or abuse or prison or addiction or the death of a loved one, for example" and they're like, "how dare you imply that we are keeping those people out on purpose. it's their own problem if they can't wrestle the alligators and avoid the spikes while also disabled and/or poor and/or pregnant etc" and you're like, "well that seems evil," and they're like, "it sounds like maybe you're just bitter about the alligator spike pit moat because of your totally random individual experience with ONE bad alligator spike pit moat. have you considered therapy?" and you're like, "did you know that there's some patterns here in terms of how y'all are handling this stuff?" and they're like, "actually yes. we even have a department of alligator spike pit studies :)" and you're like, "that's great, how do I get access to and participate in those conversations?" and they're like, "well firstly you must cross the alligator spike pit moat"
if you can document that you have a medical condition that might make it challenging for you to navigate the alligator spike pit moat, they'll give you an extra 20 minutes to complete your navigation of the alligator spike pit moat
IMPORTANT: any injuries incurred as a result of navigating the alligator spike pit moat will be the sole responsibility of the injured parties. once you leave, the people who made you navigate the alligator spike pit moat and the institution that installed the alligator spike pit moat will never contact you again. except sometimes to ask you for more money.
The stupidest thing is that once inside the moat, the moat becomes a measuring stick. I have gotten into heated arguments with other academics about the moat-as-measuring-stick and how useless it is. If our measuring stick is an alligator moat then everything is scaled to alligator moat as the base line. Instead of like a drawbridge.
some smells really just stick in your nose. never the ones youâd like to, either.
My boyfriend went to get some groceries on bike - more for the exercise than out of need, as we both hate doing exercise for no other reason than for the sake of doing it - and as soon as he got outside it started absolutely pouring. And my boyfriend, he's the human version of those huskies who happily nap face down in a pile of snow on the yard while refusing to come back inside. And he fucking loves rain. He's got this green rain cloak that he likes, but he would've been just as happy out there without it. He's not built to live indoors, keeping him in a city apartment regularly feels like keeping a wolverine as an inside pet.
So he was cycling, in what as far as he is concerned is unironically the best possible weather, getting to the store. And while he was locking his bike, some old lady first glanced at him with concern, and on a second glance took her own bike and got the fuck out of there. And at this point my boyfriend realised that due to loving the weather, he was smiling, really grinning like an idiot, beaming pure joy. And as he doesn't really smile a lot, he's not used to making that facial expression, so in hindsight he was going around looking like this:
The only right response to rain.
was thinking about how the concept of god is usually characterized as male (thanks patriarchy) and i came up with a question: in christian theology,
does "God" have a penis?
surely the catholic church made some sort of ruling on this
stop derailing with Jesus's foreskin, this post is about God's genitals ONLY
Hi, Catholic hereâthe only part of the holy trinity with a human body is the Son (Jesus) so yes, but also God the Father doesnât have a human body so no, but the Father, Son and Holy Spirit are all the same being as well so yes, but all humans including women are created in the image of God so hypothetically He has everything else too. Hope this helps.
thank you it did not!
Technically in the original language the words used more support a neutered god. As in the word looks masculine at first but upon interrogation is realized to have no gender.

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love when I see a doctor and they're just like
no more historic events this decade that is ENOUGH, iâm putting my foot down
History is not done with us yet my friend
I have received all manner of threat, up to and beyond âI will play a flute carved from your femur,â and yet this is the first time Iâve felt truly threatened
i knew posting this in 2022 was risky but holy fucking shit
Our darling history is never done with us. She will burn our eras into her. And when the death throes of this era pass she shall smile. And gather us up again. To play out whatever the next act she has planned for us.
I got some great photos of Skippyjon grinning
here's my gluppy smile prediction đ
i ever tell yall about how as an autistic kid living in the deep south i accidentally acquired a transatlantic accent? it was a slow, unwitting, slightly bizarre process that took years of work to undo
eva stratt makes me so fucking unwell because. imagine months of making hard call after hard call because you gotta, because someone's gotta, and this time it has to be you. and she keeps strong despite it, she keeps going. then the fucking pit in her stomach she must have felt, when she realized that Grace was her only option left. the horror of that realization. having to steel herself for the task. only to have him beg and plead and cry. her friend. how did she not throw up. how did she manage it. eva stratt the woman ever, how many people out there would have the sheer force of will, to be able to pull the trigger on their friend to save all humanity. and she didn't even know if it would work. she didn't know. for years. she didn't know if murdering her friend was worth the gamble. she just had to believe in him. fucking hell.
I will never hate her. She went in knowing she was the scapegoat. She went in knowing this would all be blame on her. She would never been seen as a hero.
And she did it anyways. Honestly I bet she did throw up. Alone, away from everyone who could see her.

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i need a slur for academics who think non-academics arent people
will u marry me
is this seriously how we're doing this
why not
oh very well. then yes
freakiest thing about this dog is she fuckin smiles like a human guy
You may be dense but are you âfinding out it was a polycule and you werenât just a third wheel years later while talking about their weddingâ dense?
public defenders get behind me. iâll defend you this time
âso you like criminals?â I LIKE THE RIGHT TO A FAIR TRIAL.

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There's a lot of pseudoscience around health and nutrition, and a lot of people doing an appeal to an imagined past that was Better and Healthier and More Pure.
That said, it's fucking WILD to see someone do the "Um actually, the original version of this thing from back in the day was better and healthier and had more nutrients" thing when it's a) from 1992 and b) no it wasn't. I was there.
anything from the venerable era of 1992 was a color not even frogs could achieve and came in a squeeze tube
Things often were worse actually because they weren't legally required to list all the ingredients/ regulations were less strict.
Literally this. In 1990 US congress passed Nutrition and Labeling Education Act which drastically changed how much information consumers are entitled to. It required companies to label everything used in production. This is why 1980âs labels have whole ingredients without any preservatives listed. Because they didnât have to tell you what was being used. Even if it was a known allergen. So you might read the label come to the conclusion âoh this thing is citrus free itâs safe for me with my citrus allergy to eatâ only for it to contain the component of citrus that you are allergic too as a preservative. And suddenly a food that everyone agrees looks and seems safe causes a deadly allergic reaction. Because companies werenât required to tell you.
I've reached the point where cynicism is a major turn-off for me. You're not smarter than idealists, and you're not helping.
Funny that the stereotypical cynic is an idealist who aged out of it. In my experience, the reverse is true. I was an extreme cynic as a teenager and then I noticed how profoundly limiting it was, and also that "cynics are cool and smart" was a message that was being constantly reinforced by corporate media for some reason.
#yes! cynicism reads as very juvenile to me#and yes prev often stemming from teen pain
Yeah, like I see black-pilled people on here and my default reaction isn't "oh, these must be world-weary old warriors who've lost their faith in humanity", it's "these people are in their 20s and need a hobby"