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YOU ARE THE REASON
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
One Nice Bug Per Day

Product Placement
will byers stan first human second
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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Three Goblin Art
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Love Begins
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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NASA

styofa doing anything

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Final Fantasy VII Rebirth | ▶ dev. Square Enix
STRANGER THINGS ▸ 5.06 chapter six: escape from camazotz

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goodbye
Me: Fuck, the paper towels I want are on the top shelf.
The Sir David Attenborough That Lives In My Brain: Being smaller-than-average presents an added challenge to foraging ... but necessity is the mother of invention. A little creativity turns a baguette into a tool, and voilà--
(paper towel roll falls on my face)
Sir David Attenborough, pleasantly: Success.
you really do have to feel so bad for will graham. imagine you find your person you find your other half you find the only person who really understands you and gets you and his voice sounds like the echo from the bottom of the canyon of your lonely existence like you actually find the person who completes you who you can’t imagine life without and it’s fucking gay dracula. i too would crash out
“People do not see you, / They invent you and accuse you.”
— Hélène Cixous, from The Selected Plays of Hélène Cixous; “The Perjured City,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Are you going to a No Kings' protest tomorrow?
You show a cat something and they're like sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff ooooh I understand now. Don't care
i love when something huge happens in a fandom you aren’t a part of it’s like hearing a loud eruptive cheer from the apartment next to you and you can hear the music and the sounds of the party muffled through the wall and you aren’t sure what they’re celebrating but you’re happy for them.
I just think that choosing your own name should be a part of everyone's life, whether you're trans or not. You should be allowed to choose something you like that suits you rather than just accept something given to you before you were even aware you existed. And if you like your given name good for you, but you should be able to just... pick a new one, without question or pushback from others, including the people who named you.

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did you know? you can meet people who will love you unconditionally for who you are. but watch out! the distance
“September” by Jennifer Michael Hecht
[image description: a poem titled "September" that reads:
Tonight there must be people who are getting what they want.
I let my oars fall into the water.
Good for them. Good for them, getting what they want.
The night is so still that I forget to breathe.
The dark air is getting colder. Birds are leaving.
Tonight there are people getting just what they need.
The air is so still that it seems to stop my heart.
I remember you in a black and white photograph
taken this time of some year. You were leaning against a half-shed tree,
standing in the leaves the tree had lost.
When I finally exhale it takes forever to be over.
Tonight, there are people who are so happy,
that they have forgotten to worry about tomorrow.
Somewhere, people have entirely forgotten about tomorrow.
My hand trails in the water.
I should not have dropped those oars. Such a soft wind.
/end id]