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Midjourney AI. imagined Harry Potter 's characters if written by Dostoevsky. Wow.
By Andrey 4 Mir

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Word for âyouâ (plural) in different Caribbean creoles and its etymology.
by u/andreaparracino1
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Awesome Childhood Spelling
UhhâŠwhere it says âlookedâ read âloppedâ. lol This is based on the original tweet you see up there by Twitter user @Sal_Perez4 (see the original tweet here).
A video about how to pronounce the name of a Welsh town called LlanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwlllÂlantysiliogogogoch Welsh is fucking terrifying.

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my birthday is in july! :)
I think American accents are cute I love hearing American cuties talking yes bitch show me how rhotic your rs are
Especially because I hear absolutely nothing but Australian accents and I'm so tired of it. I want an American girlboy gf. "Waahtermelon" yes bitch.
carr keys. starr worrs. superr duperr. etc
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Excellent work ladies
In 1989, China was at a crossroads. The Cultural Revolution had destroyed Chinaâs economy and culture, and only recently ended with Maoâs death. There was real uncertainty over what would come next. Deng Xiaoping, who replaced him, slowly rebuilt China, transitioning its economy to capitalism (pronounced âSocialism with Chinese Characteristicsâ).
While Socialism with Chinese Characteristics was definitely an improvement over the mass murder and the dismantling of social institutions during the Cultural Revolution, it also brought with it more corruption and nepotism. All the old problems came back, and workers and students couldnât help but notice that the West seemed to have fewer of these problems and also had this interesting social technology called democracy which was maybe related.
So started the 1989 Democracy Movement, a series of protests that sprang up across all of China, asking the government for democracy. The biggest and longest-lasting protest was in Tiananmen Square, which if you donât know where that is, you can think of it like protesting in front of the White House.
And at Tiananmen, they built the Goddess of Democracy out of papier-mùché and a metal frame.
The students who created it said:
At this grim moment, what we need most is to remain calm and united in a single purpose. We need a powerful cementing force to strengthen our resolve: That is the Goddess of Democracy. DemocracyâŠYou are the symbol of every student in the Square, of the hearts of millions of people. âŠToday, here in the Peopleâs Square, the peopleâs Goddess stands tall and announces to the whole world: A consciousness of democracy has awakened among the Chinese people! The new era has begun! âŠThe statue of the Goddess of Democracy is made of plaster, and of course cannot stand here forever. But as the symbol of the peopleâs hearts, she is divine and inviolate. Let those who would sully her beware: the people will not permit this! âŠOn the day when real democracy and freedom come to China, we must erect another Goddess of Democracy here in the Square, monumental, towering, and permanent. We have strong faith that that day will come at last. We have still another hope: Chinese people, arise! Erect the statue of the Goddess of Democracy in your millions of hearts! Long live the people! Long live freedom! Long live democracy!â
Less than a week later, the protests and the sculpture were destroyed by the Peopleâs Liberation Army.
These words speak to me a lot, and I hope they are never forgotten. Especially this line:
On the day when real democracy and freedom come to China, we must erect another Goddess of Democracy here in the Square, monumental, towering, and permanent.
I have faith that one day, this really will happen. Itâs such a powerful symbol. Until then, I think the best thing we can do is help keep this hope alive and known.
Thereâs a replica in San Francisco Chinatown:
And another in Washington, DC, twoish blocks north of the Capitol.
And a few others around the world.
If you live near one of these, please visit, and take your friends with you. And tell them the story of the students and workers who dreamed of a democratic China.
The Peopleâs Liberation Army rolled into the Tiananmen Square on this day 32 years ago: June 4th, 1989. In China, itâs called the 6-4 Incident. Today is a good day to tell this story.
(While I have you here: Some people on the internet get annoyed when Chinese people donât realize youâre talking about the 6-4 Incident when you mention Tiananmen. This is kind of like getting annoyed that if you mention Kent State to someone in Ohio, they donât immediately think of the 1970 shootings. Please donât be that kind of person.)

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Don't mind me. I'm just trying to learn German.
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lmaoo i'm so sorry to anybody trying to learn this crap language
I found this online and I love it.
You donât know shit about sadness
This is the ice cream version of the tale of Icarus
A story that may have relevance for others, or then again, maybe not:
When I was in college, about ten or so years ago, I was a history major. I wanted to learn to dance, so I joined a swing dance club on campus. To my surprise, this club had about twice as many men as women (in high school, the last time Iâd tried dancing, the ratio had gone the other wayâlots of girls, and boys only that you could drag by their ears).
But apparently, there had been some kind of word spread specifically to the STEM guys that dance was a way that they could meet girls.
So anyway. I joined the swing dance club, and met a few guys. And at one point, when socializing with the guys outside of dance class, one of them asked me what my research was on. (I had already established that I was an honors history student doing a thesis, just as he had established that he was an honors⊠Iâm not sure if he was CS or Math, but it was one of those.)
So I gave him the thumbnail sketch of my research. Now, to be clear, an honors senior thesis, while nothing like what a graduate student would do, was still fairly in-depth. I had to translate primary sources from the original late-Classical Latin. (My professor said, basically, that while there were plenty of translations of my source material, that Iâd only be able to comfortably trust them if I had at least made a stab at a translation of my own. And he was right.) And there was so much secondary material, often contradictory, that I had been carefully sorting through.
But I was able to sift it into a three-sentence summary of my senior thesis work, you know, as one does.
So I gave him that summary, and then askedâsince he was also an undergraduate senior doing an honors thesisâwhat his research was on.
âOh,â he said, âyou wouldnât understand it.â
Reader, I went home in a frothing rage. Because I had thought we were playing one gameâa game of âletâs talk about what weâre passionate about!ââ and he had been playing another game, which was, one-upsmanship. I had done my best to give a basically understandable brief of my researchâand he had used that against me. As if my research, my painstaking translation, my digging through archives and ILLs of esoteric works, my reading of ten thousand articles in Speculum (yes, the pre-eminent medievalist journal in North America is called Speculum, Iâm sorry, itâs hilarious/sad but also true), and then my effort to sum it up for him, was nothing. Because his research into some kind of algorithm or other was just too complex for my tiny brain to conceive of. Because I just couldnât possibly understand his work.
Now, the important note here is that the person I went home to was my senior year roommate. She was a graduate studentânormally undergrads and graduate students couldnât be roommates, but weâd been friends for years, and the tenured faculty-in-residence used his powers for good and permitted us to be roommates that year. Anyway. My senior year roommate was basically⊠in retrospect I think possibly an avatar of Athena. She was six feet tall, blonde, attractive in a muscular athletic way, a rock climber and racquetball player, sweet but sharp, extremely socially awkward, exceptionally kind even when it cost her to be kind, and an incredibly brilliant computer science major who spent most of her time working on extremely complicated mathematical algorithms. (Yes, I was a little in love with her, why do you ask? But she was as straight as a length of rope, and is now happily married, and so am I, so it worked out.)
(Still, yes, she is my mental image of Athena, to this day.)
Anyway, I came home in a frothing rage to my roommate, the Athena avatar. And I said, âHe made me feel like such an idiot, that I could sum up my research to him but his research was just too smart for stupid little me.â
And she shut her book, and smiled at me, with her dark eyes and her high cheekbones and her bright hair, and said, âIf he canât explain his research to you, then heâs not nearly as smart as he thinks he is.â
Now I hesitated, because Iâd be in college long enough to have sort of bought into the ridiculous idea that if you couldnât dazzle them with your brilliance, you should baffle them with your bullshit. But she said, âLook, Iâve been doing work on computer science algorithms that have significantly complicated mathematical underpinnings. What do I do?â
And I said, âGenetic algorithmsâthat is, self-optimizing algorithmsâfor prioritization, specifically for scheduling.â
âRight,â she said. âYou couldnât code them because youâre not a computer scientist or a mathematician. But you can understand what I do. If someone canât explain it like that, it isnât a problem with you as a person. Itâs a problem with them. They either donât understand it as well as they think they doâor they want to make you feel inferior. And neither is a positive thing.â
So. There.
If you are looking into something and have a question, and someone treats you like an idiot for not understanding right away⊠here is what I have to say: maybe it isnât you who is the idiot.
ATTN: ALL COLLEGE STUDENTS EVERYWHERE PLS READ
HEED ATHENA AVATARâS WORDS BBCAKES EVERYWHERE.
As an academic working in academia: this this this. Never buy into the elitist bullcrap of âoh, you wouldnât understand.â And never perpetuate that crap yourself, either out of pretension or even simple laziness. If you canât explain it to a ten-year-old, go back and hit the books again cause youâre not there yet.
Academia isnât just about study! Itâs about translating your work to people who havenât studied it! If you canât explain your work in a way non-academics can understand you are not a good academic!!
Jesus, what a shitty anecdote.Â
How can one go through life reading this far into innocuous things without having to take stress medication? âI went home in a frothing rageâ Yeah no shit! Because you took a meaningless little phrase and decided to interpret it the worst way possible (i.e. this guy was belittling your intelligence), when there are at least ten other more generous interpretations. Maybe he was stressed out about his research and that was the last thing he wanted to talk about.. maybe he thinks his research is too nerdy (heâs from STEM after all) to impress girls with.. maybe heâs had the experience before of explaining it to other people and the responses werenât encouraging so he prefers not to delve into it.. or maybe, yeah maybe he really just havenât gotten that far into his research yet so he doesnât feel like he can dumb it down enough to outsiders.Â
You know what this post sounds like?Â
âThis guy once said I wouldnât understand something and instead of saying âTry meâ, I decided to doubt my entire academic career, my intelligence and my achievements. I know! Iâm gonna write a lengthy ass post that goes on a bunch of unrelated tangents to definitely prove that HE is the dumb one and I am the brilliant one! Yeah, Iâm not insecure and thin-skinned at all, why do you ask?â
I swear if this post doesnât represent the âthinking of a great rebuttal to an argument, three days after the argument happened while youâre in the showerâ phenomenon I donât know what does.
Tip: If you ever feel slighted by a single phrase with possibly a multitude of interpretations, maybe give the person the benefit of the doubt and save yourself the stress and angerâŠ. or maybe yâknow⊠at least ask the person what they meant before assuming the worst from them.

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C1 German: Modalverben in subjektiver Bedeutung
This is an advanced concept I learnt in my C1 classes that I thought Iâd share with you guys :)
Modalverben in subjektiver Bedeutung have three different uses:
1. The speaker is not 100% certain of what they are saying, and they want to indicate the degree to which they are sure (or not sure).
Modal verbs that take this usage:
mögen - when you are very unsure - âDas mag stimmen.â
können/könnten - when you are unsure - âEr kann/könnte noch im BĂŒro sein.â
dĂŒrfen/dĂŒrften - when you are around 50% sure - âDas Ereignis dĂŒrfte 10 Jahre zurĂŒckliegenâ
mĂŒssten - when you are very sure -Â âDas Ergebnis mĂŒsste stimmen.â
mĂŒssen/nicht können - when you are 99.99% sure - âEr muss an der PrĂŒfung teilgenommen haben.â
2. The speaker is relaying an opinion or rumoured information.
The modal verb for this usage is sollen:
âManuel Neuer soll der beste FuĂballspieler der Welt sein.â (Someone is stating their opinion that Manuel Neuer is the best footballer in the world)
âFrau MĂŒller soll krank sein.â (Someone is stating that they heard Frau MĂŒller is sick)
3. The speaker is relaying a claim that another person has made about themselves.
The modal verb for this usage is wollen:
âDer Angeklagte will am Tod seines Opfers unschuldig seinâ (Someone is relaying that the defendant claims not to be responsible for the death of their victim).
Why do we repeat ourselves when saying goodbye?
Has anyone else noticed that an awful lot of languages have a reduplication thing going on for words that are used to bit someone else goodbye?
English has âBye byeâ, Polish has âPa paâ. . . In Portuguese we say âTchauâ but sometimes we also say âTchau tchauâ. And Iâm sure many other languages do the same. . .Â
I donât know whatâs up with that, but I find it funny.