goodbye brazilian twitter you will be missed dearly 😔
as a woman with elevated testosterone (pcos) who uses steroids (asthma inhalers) i must say i am feeling very cheated in the athletic prowess department. when is my dangerous masculine olympic level strength and speed supposed to kick in. do i need to go to professor x
The duality of man is thinking “children cannot help themselves and we all need to be patient with them as they explore what it means to be human in public” and also “damn, I wish this crying baby was not on the plane rn :/“
40,000 years ago, early humans painted hands on the wall of a cave. This morning, my baby cousin began finger painting. All of recorded history happened between these two paintings of human hands. The Nazca Lines and the Mona Lisa. The first TransAtlantic flight and the first voyage to the Moon. Humanity invented the wheel, the telescope, and the nuclear bomb. We eradicated wild poliovirus types 2 and 3. We discovered radio waves, dinosaurs, and the laws of thermodynamics. Freedom Riders crossed the South. Hippies burned their draft cards. Countless genocides, scientific advancements, migrations, and rebellions. More than a hundred billion humans lived and died between these two paintings—one on a sheet of paper, and one on the inside of a cave. At the dawn of time, ancient humans stretched out their hands. And this morning, a child reached back.
ellen’s collage craze continues, this time inspired by dimension 20
I’m at Trader Joe’s and wtf I don’t feel like I belong here…. Only one generic bag of “Mexican cheese blend” no chunk of queso…… I’m scared
Also thinking about how at my first day of public school my mom packed me a boiled egg because I was in my boiled egg phase (ate one boiled egg a day for like four months) and she forgot which eggs were boiled and which were not. So when I opened my lunch the first day of school it was covered in egg. And I started crying and the aide for the autistic kid in class had to take me to the lunch line and buy me a lunch that was not a raw egg. And I was very dismayed because public school was already ruining my routine and now I didn’t even get my daily egg. And the aide was very nice and gave me tater tots which were not an egg but it was exciting to buy lunch.
Yeah I love manipulating my friends for my own gain, the gain is called "hanging out", obtained via such cruel tactics as "showing interest in stuff they like" and "being generally complimentary and charming"
I now have, to the best of my knowledge, at least 7 first aid kits. Will this number of first aid kits contain the downfall of the chaotic energy exuded as I live life so precipitously? Eh, prolly not. But I have space bandaids now!
comic translated by laikabu original post inspiration
"What if my friends secretly hate me?" What if they pray for you before bed? What if they hear a song come on and it makes them immediately think of you? What if when times are hard for them, they close their eyes and think of the memories they've shared with you? What if they study your face closely to see how you're feeling? What if they listen to your stories? What if they smile when you text them first? What if
So I was helping siphon gas out of a lawn mower that finally died (RIP Elon Mulch) except we didn’t have any tubing so we weren’t actually siphoning gas, I was holding a funnel and my father was holding the lawn mower upside down shaking it, needless say I got covered in gasoline (RIP bob ross T-shirt).
you can pry starting sentences with 'and' or 'but' out of my cold, dead hands
HOSTILE WORK ENVIRONMENT
reblog to share a plate of delicious waffles with your followers :D
Pizza Potato. Becuase hope is still the correct response to the miracle of dog consciousness.
I have been really enjoying learning illistrator, and drawing many many dogs.
In celebration of pizzamas coming up next month, I present low quality pizza john with pizza potato. I feel like its giving pepa pig for some reason? If I have time i may try to diy a shirt out of it lol. DFTBA
Sometimes you have the day off so instead of being productive you make so odd didgital art you think your friends would find funny. And thats okay. They are wacky wavy inflatable tube men. with legs. who are also cactus. They sell cars in the dessert i suppose.
I uh. I let AIs generate pictures for all the Dimension 20 campaigns I've seen and then set them as Penguin Classic covers
“i love survivor, and my least favorite part about survivor, when i think about playing it, is being outside. the ability to play survivor inside is a dream come true.”
- brennan lee mulligan, spitting facts
I’m just saying that maybe it wouldn’t have turned out quite as bad.
Brennan pointing out the sisyphean nature of the ball rolling up the hill doesn't stop me from saying it to myself for reassurance every time I am even slightly inconvenienced