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to make it more lynchian can't you read

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Um no I'm pretty sure those are both switches
I love how Tumblr has a rogues gallery. We've got the White Pharaoh, Spiders Georg, Cousin Throckmorton; who else?
Strong as Fuck Ice Mummy
"Do you think people [in Korea/China] are gonna look at me funny because I'm wearing shorts instead of long pants?" I think you need to stop thinking so hard about yourself everyone's gonna look at you and think "tourist" no matter what and it does not fucking matter
"Do you think people [in Korea/China] are gonna look at me funny because I'm fat" I think you need to stop thinking so hard about yourself and also this might sound crazy what I'm about to say but there are fat people there too and if you're thinking of a country as a high school setting of potential bullies you are probably not emotionally equipped to be traveling anywhere
"Do you think people are gonna be mean to me because I'm wearing a big backpack instead of a handbag" I think you need to stop thinking so hard about yourself
"Do you think people--" I used to say "Nobody cares," but the truth is there are some people who will. There are people who may judge. There are people who may laugh. The question is what you're willing to do about it. Fight, goddamn it. Don't keep conceding ground to people who mean nothing, who ARE nothing. Nothing's even HAPPENED yet you are shadowboxing with hypotheticals STAND UP. STAND UP, GODDAMN IT
Not about the people I traveled with anymore, but adjacent:
"Can we please normalize" No fuck you
"Am I allowed to do this, is it okay if I do this, is it alright if I like this, am I allowed to like this, is this allowed, am I allowed" YOU CAN DO ANYTHING I FEEL INSANE
"What about this situation? What if this happened? What if this? What if that? What if this happened and so what you said doesn't apply? What then? I have this issue so what you said doesn't apply, shouldn't you mention that? What about me? What about me? Is this about me? Are you talking about me? Are you mad at me? You can't be mad at me here are valid reasons why this doesn't apply to me so you can't be mad at me" AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH KILLING YOU
Whatttt is with the tendency of Tumblr users to seek absolution from every single person who offhandedly posts about disagreeing with something they do
I say this not unkindly, but firmly: to function as a member of a social species, you have to get comfortable with the idea that not everyone will like you

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speaking of hedging, one criticism i always hate that's often levelled against people doing media criticism or analysis is variations on "oh they think all their opinions are correct" yeah i'd hope so--don't understand why someone would hold an opinion they think is wrong! i hate the culture of endlessly qualifying everything you say to mollify an interlocutor who feels like your strongly held opinion is an imposition on their free will and i think nobody ought to bend to it. make your criticisms and points with your fucking chest. if you think you need my permission to disagree with me then you will die my thrall and be buried in my tomb
i see posts here about how people are so mortified when they are acknowledged as being a regular customer somewhere that they never return. cowards. the employees at taco bell treat me like a celebrity. like royalty. i am their strange little pet customer who gets traded along as staff comes and goes. they know my car before i even speak in the drive-thru speaker. today i was 2 hours late and she ran over and squealed that she "thought i'd left them!" and that she "made my order with extra love!" and you what, she did
it's funny that this is getting notes again, because last night i went to the thai place in my neighborhood. it's run by a family and during covid times i ate there literally almost every day. later i cut back on eating out so much and hadn't been there in two years but last night we went and ate inside for the first time ever and the owner ran over to say hello and ask how i was, and repeated our old regular order. it was sweet. it's so easy to feel like you are an island, but stuff like this reminds you that you are part of a community.
One time i went to the bakery near my home and just as i entered the put out a fresh tray of spinach cheese ham crossiants, and when i ordered one they just told me its on the house
wait i just found out you can be nice to people and be their friend i thought we had to kill them all cause i was raised in a lab to be a living weapon
realizing that the online sphere and especially tumblr is NOT a good sample for ‘what everyone thinks’ is so, so, so good for your mental health and moral OCD. i swear to god. realizing that you don’t have to live your actual life like you’re being hunted for sport because the average tumblr user will hunt you for sport for wording something slightly weird or engaging in the wrong stuff or whatever is so incredible. like no you’re actually not fucked up and evil for not donating or for watching that one indie cartoon or questioning a post that everybody is agreeing with. that’s just tumblrs georg making you feel that way
i'm so sick of being the only person who can make simple connections of how doing a thing to the ecosystem has effects. so so so so sick NO ONE knows the ways of the plants
sorry just venting over how i am so so so small and the task is so so so big
This year, I had a balcony garden.
I wanted to last year but I 'never got round to it'. I kill a lot of plants (not on purpose. ADHD and constant watering is hard, and sometimes it's just me confused as fuck about why I suddenly have x thing happening to my leaves) and kind of felt it was hopeless anyway.
Then I was reading your posts, and how you were seeing biodiversity in even small little hopeful changes. And I was like. Hey. Even if I do kill the plants. They will feed insects for a little, while they survive, and after, I can put them in my compost pile and they will feed more insects, and the flowers (if I get any) will feed bees (which are my special children) and so, even if it doesn't give me food, and even if they die, it might be worth it to try.
I never ate the cilantro. Turns out my flatmate has the soap gene. But it flowered like CRAZY and there were SO many happy pollinators.
I ate so many green onion shoots. The bulbs I still haven't pulled because they just keep giving me shoots to eat.
The mint is going HAM and also the insects loved the flowers.
The cucumber plants went absolutely APESHIT and produced flowers ALL SUMMER, and they were BEAUTIFUL, and I couldn't walk outside without a bee or, occasionally, a butterfly dropping by. It's STILL FLOWERING in NOVEMBER in PHILLY and now I have ladybugs and fireflies. FIREFLIES! I didn't see a single one last year and now they love my balcony and I love them so much. I only got two cucumbers but I don't even care.
I had a bunch of nonedibles in a little greenhouse thing, and they flowered too, and I'd find random bugs (a grasshopper. Huge. Massive) in there hanging out. They died when the greenhouse got blown over but they lasted longer than I ever expected to keep a plant alive.
The birds came by my balcony despite the cat avidly watching them by the window. More types of birds, too. And my little compost box is constantly happy with fruit flies and regular flies and things I don't recognize. I never did get around to buying worms, but I haven't had to because the insects are having a blast in there and every time I think "oh, it'll be full" it is, once again, not full because it has been broken down further.
There is a tiny ecosystem on my 6th floor apartment balcony because you get excited about plants, and it was inspiring enough to get me off my ass. Because even if I didn't eat my plants, you reminded me SOMETHING ELSE WOULD.
The task is so so big. But if my fruit flies can eat an entire watermelon (yes. There was an entire watermelon in my compost bin at one point), I think you and I can tackle this watermelon together.
...Oh...Sheds a single tear that contains so much happiness

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I know it feels good as fuck to cast spells from up there
sight I saw in san francisco, twice: gaggle of tiny children leashed together being herded along, everyone in hi-vis
tumblr is great bc its like a diary where I can take other peoples diary entries and glue them into my own diary
TIL “Yankee Doodle” was written by the British to mock americans. “Doodle” is thought to come from the German “dödel”, meaning “fool” or “simpleton” and “macaroni,” a flamboyantly stylish type of dress, painting the Yankees as morons who thought placing a feather in one’s cap made them a “dandy.”
via reddit.com
so you’re telling me that “stuck a feather in his hat and called it macaroni” would be like saying “wrote a G on his belt and called it gucci”
that’s…a pretty good analogy actually
US moron came to town
Hunting for some coochie
Wrote a G up on his belt
And this bitch called it Gucci
Seeing my notifications get flooded with this every July 4th is the only thing I respect about America
Happy fourth to those who celebrate
starting the countdown until gaylors start saying that Adam Sandler officiating Taylor's wedding (sorry if this is how you found out) is actually proof that it's a sham because it's a reference to I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry (2007), in which Sandler and Kevin James play heterosexual men who enter a mutually beneficial fake gay marriage, a dynamic that Taylor is inverting as a queer woman pretending to be straight while cleverly flagging the obvious farce to those with the eyes to see

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