We're nothing more than scions and sinners in the rain

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Is what she said when I immediately reached for my phone and opened Tumblr instead of responding

But I feel in my bones that you are right. If this is to be my wife's moment of glory, I am willing to suffer notification overload, that the world may know she is funny. #MyFunnyWife

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you could talk about wanting to fuck the space needle on here and people would still call you a poser for insisting on fucking "conventionally attractive architecture" as if that's a coherent, easily-recognizable category

We report: oddly, we do not hear the sound of rain from where we are. Looking at the advancing curtain of water, we think we should not be able to hear anything else. It seems this is not for us. On the radar, we find ourselves just outside of the radius of precipitation.

*baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you baps you*

[Image Description: A digital painting of two teenage girls sitting in front of a window. It is early twilight outside, with the last of the sunset light catching some of the clouds and making them glow. There is no light on inside the room, so the girls are backlit by the light from the window. Both girls look down as one girl gently takes the other girl’s hands in hers, her expression pensive. The other girl looks unsure but not unreceptive. /end ID]

One of my favorite genres of post

I have these saved in a folder called "wrong picture, Kronk"

SF6 + FFVII Revelation: Tifa is SO back ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥👊

*asks a question* *gets an answer* “im not reading that”