nothin' but me heart

I see a lot of people reblogging, well-meaningly and with anti-war sentiment at heart, Iranian photographs and art and so on. But so much of it focuses on very exoticized imagery that, while a true part of the country - yes, there’s women in black chador and old men with donkeys in dust-bowls - also helps sustain the image of Iran as remote, alien, and already desolate (therefore, how much can life really change with a bit of carpet-bombing? Right?) This is also Iran. Lounges and parties and rock bands and youth culture and skateboards and graffiti art and a lively hip hop scene and acrylic nails and a thriving, multi-faceted culture that the wide-scale destruction of infrastructure, hospitals, roads, industrial sites, etc, will devastate for decades to come.

when James Baldwin said I can’t be a pessimist because I’m alive

when James Baldwin said to be a pessimist means that you have agreed that human life is an academic matter. So I am forced to be an optimist. I am forced to believe that we can survive whatever we must survive.

Someone laid a perfectly smooth pristine egg in the middle of the moshpit tonight and we just kept circling it

the only thing that could top that clip is that story

im an abbot and tbh if i dont vibe with one of my monks i call the vatican and tell them he's tempting the other monks to most profane and unnatural couplings and they just take him back and send a new one no questions asked

papa keeps those for himself

papa keeps those for himself

just took a work call in my kayak. just drifting through the baltic sea giving research updates. homeoffice is a game and i am winning

This woman by the way sent these pics to my grandpa along with a note that said “happy 90th birthday. By the by, my husband’s dead if you’re interested.” We asked grandpa about her and he was quiet, then said, “to be honest. She had a. Substantial rear end.”

Highly unlikely to be of use but I want a card I can carry in my wallet that says “If I Die First In A Traumatic Survival Scenario I Want You To Know I’m Okay With You Cannibalizing Me, It’s Fine, Don’t Be Weird And Guilty About it”. And then on the back there could be like. A list of recipes n shit

To be clear, I don’t WANT to be cannibalized. It’s not my personal preference. It’s just that if I beef it out in the open somewhere and some poor starving fuck has to have a crisis of ethics over using the protein or dying in a hole, I’d want to some way to let them know my dead ass is rooting for them

New Hot Take: I Think An Organ Donor Card Counts In A Pinch, Actually

see i would like to be ground up and used as fertilizer. not right now but yeah, someday

"I will grind you into bonemeal and feed you to my rose bushes" was a threat i used so often before I realized that's an ideal burial option. messed up that the two main options (embalming & cremation) are so eco-unfriendly. Repair Reuse Recycle applies to my corpses too dangnabbit!!!

does anyone know what the first step of unlearning shame is. please say it’s substance abuse

It’s substance abuse

The stereotype of the nerd girl taking her glasses off and suddenly she's beautiful, but in reverse. A cold tough mean office lady who glares at everyone until she gets glasses and suddenly becomes sweet, approachable and friendly since she no longer has a constant headache over not being able to fucking see, doesn't need to squint at everything, and actually remembers individual people by name now that she can tell them apart at all.

and punishments. more punishments. surely that will help