Where art goes to die

this recent trend of teenagers using genAI chatbots to talk to fictional characters is fucking grim. what you should be doing is roleplaying on private messages with your friends until the lines between you & the characters begin to blur & you develop some very complex & confusing feelings for each other that culminate in a massive fallout you dont have the tools to process nor understand

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw

the weirdest/coolest part is that it is genuinely not flirting, and barely feels sexualized as a social interaction at all. it's like seeing your friend's favorite pastry on sale and grabbing one for them, but somehow even less of an overture

ok but this is actually a perfect analogy for why we need to have a zero tolerance policy for nazis & racists. if they’re able to lower our bar for what is acceptable they will work themselves into our lives, culture, and societal systems. if you’re complacent with fascism they’ve already won. nip it in the bud before it starts to grow

I live in “Italy” and took a day trip to go to “Austria” and “Germany”

 #it is literally impossible to leave texas #you will be in texas #FOREVER

If you drive for 45 minutes in Australia you aren’t a city over, you’re just 45 minutes away from the city.

If you drive for 45 minutes in Australia you may not even leave the cattle station.

If I drive 45 minutes in the us I’m just at another mcdonalds

If I drive for 45 minutes in Northern Ireland I’m 10 minutes into the sea.

I can’t drive. 

not my island, not my yoshis

not my bed, not my plushies

Not my woah, not my mama

not my ballpit, not my piss

not my shark, not my trannies

not my friend, not my blahaj

Not my ciel, not my vault

not my winter, not my depression 😌

not my Toppette, not my T. Hat

Not my spaghetti not my hell

Not my Star Wars, not my dyke

Not my Gallery, not my mistakes 🤷‍♀️

music is about universal truths, like breaking up with your record label, having several million dollars, and the abcs

music is about timeless experiences, like a steamboat disaster, a school shooting, or when a girl is kind of being a super freak

music is about asking important questions of those in power, like "is war bad?", or "do drummers really need working eardrums", or "what if an octopus were to have a garden?"

no, you dont get it, music is fundamentally about melody, which comes from celtic folk music (like the mcdonalds jingle), harmony, which was invented by european monks (like the THX deep note), and rhythm, which comes from Africa (like a 'Steamed Hams' remix)

blatantly false. music is fundamentally about capturing the breadth of human emotion, which is why autistic people can only only hear 7 of the 12 notes that there are

fuck you. music is composed of 6 foundational elements: timbre, dynamics, pitch, yaw, roll, and united airlines obliterating priceless 500 year old violins

ummm no, music is actually a social signifier used exclusively by members of the ruling class to control the masses, communicate status, and attract a mate. everyone who has ever sung is bourgeois and in heat

that's not it at all. what we call music is actually just the sound that hills make a powerful mage casts a spell that causes them to become "alive". hills hate being alive so they make the sound we call music to express their distress. what we call music is just the anguished cries soil and rock forcibly made self aware. im surprised y'all didnt know this

sorry to break it you guys but as of last Saturday the concept of "music" is legally the property of the Spotify corporation, and anything that isn't on Spotify isn't music anymore. Sucks but you should really stop arguing over this unless you want to hear from their lawyers

oh no

yeah, i just read their patent docs and she's telling the truth. this is the real answer unfortunately. sorry everyone

99% of "mysterious disappearances" esp of people in their 20s who start acting weird for 48 hours and then vanish are not mysterious, thats just when a lot of reality-obliterating mental illness tends to kick in and it's pretty easy to get a short circuit in your brain that makes you go family guy death pose in joshua tree national park. it's not any less tragic, it's just a documented phenomenon and not particularly predictable. its a big reason the medical advice is for people with a family history of schizophrenia to completely avoid weed and psychedelics. "people just go crazy sometimes" is a principle of human health that used to be a lot more accepted prior to the american midcentury and to a certain extent thats a healthier way to conceptualize and prepare for the risk, as opposed to the modern assertion that anyone acting weird is dangerous and broken forever.

you should have a rough outline of a plan for if any of your loved ones experiences psychosis, it really does happen a lot. UTIs can cause psychosis. taking drugs, even safe drugs, or prescription drugs, can cause psychosis. i was once prescribed a heavy regimen of vitamin D because i was deficient, but the doctor never told me to stop taking it, so i moved to california, stopped being deficient, and developed vitamin d toxicity with downstream hyperparathyroidism which triggered significant hypomania that was undetected and uncontrolled for yeeeeeeears. i just slowly got Weird and started making impulsive decisions based on slightly out-of-gamut beliefs. i drove cross country by myself to have a love affair. the love affair was real, the series of decisions leading to burning down my life in pursuit of it were based on not great brain function however. etc. you see what i mean. churchill mentioned depression being the "black dog who stalks us" (one reason for Churchgrim's multi-referential name) but theres another, stealthier dog called Insanity and it's closer to some people than others but man it sneaks up on you. every time i see one of those "guy gets weird and drives into the wilderness forever" missing persons stories i think "yeah i could totally pull that off"

"van gogh cut off his ear what a lunatic" you are 3 nights of bad sleep, getting unexpected upsetting news and taking a substance as benign as coffee at the wrong time away from doing the same hope this helps

the idea that one moment Mummy and Daddy Of Ida receive official condolences from the Emperor Undying, the Kindly Prince of Death, the Necrolord Prime that both their daughters and their cavalier have tragically died during their glorious pursuit of Lyctorhood, look here are their coffins isn't this sad :( and then like an hour later a note flutters in from Coronabeth all "mummy dearest please forward my pocket money to this address, xoxo your favourite child" is, as the kids say, sending me

this is exactly it.their psychic waves of triangulation and nastiness already transcend death, truth, spacetime & etc. so it’s completely unreasonable that the secret spacebase of the emperor undying not receive a shipping container of ianthe’s shittiest party dresses and half used makeup , spitefully packed. Yes of course we know she’s dead it’s very unfortunate (many such cases) she’ll definitely need her half used makeup from her ‘thought I had deep winter mystique with a light spring skintone’ era in the afterlife. mummy x

every time i listen to “you’re a mean one mr. grinch” i can’t help but sit there and think “what did the grinch do to hurt you?” because dude just stands there for 2 minutes and 58 seconds and drags the grinch into the dirt

he stole christmas, kayla! stop with your #notallgrinches propaganda!

you know what if someone told me i was a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce i’d probably be bitter enough to steal christmas too 

Did this really HAVE to be the first thing I see when I opened up Tumblr?

Yes.

oh god theres art

@altadude you know what must be done.

ive been avoiding reblogging this honestly but just. What the fuck. What the fuck tumblr

I apologize to all my followers for this

if i had to read this you do too

I have a hate-hate relationship with this

………

Good grief… I’m sorry, but I can’t not reblog this…

Tis the season bitches

DAMN IT WHY WOULD YOU BRING THIS BACK YOU HEATHEN

Why is this on my dash?

…..I’m.. Bothered? by the fact that I’m not bothered by this.

You’re not bothered?? I’m not only not bothered, I’m freaking invested. I’m having actual empathetic sadness for The Grinch. I want them to go into couple’s counseling. I want the “ten years later” when Tony visits Whoville on business and meets the reformed Grinch whose heart has grown 3 times its usual size. I want them to reminisce over a shared dinner of roast beast and wine, then spend a drunken night together, then realize that maybe things are different and people really do change. I want a 3-act story where there’s a long dark night of soul searching and the realization that maybe we’ve all got a little bit of bad banana with greasy black peel inside us, but that doesn’t mean we can’t make a damned fine banana bread if someone will give us a chance. 

“maybe we’ve all got a little bit of bad banana with greasy black peel inside us, but that doesn’t mean we can’t make a damned fine banana bread if someone will give us a chance” is an incredibly profound quote and I did NOT expect to get it from a Grinch x Tony the Tiger post

every fucking year i have to see this on my dash please just let me fucking r e s t

It’s that time again.