June 2025

nostalgiathriving:

nostalgiathriving:

As a longtime Lilo and Stitch fan, I’m disappointed by the live action remake. They could’ve found a way to improve upon the original, to add even more meaning and heart to it, and to utilize the different format to give the story a sense of realism. But they didn’t. They changed the message of the story, and now the only thing is has to offer is like. CGI Stitch. Which is cute I guess, but I just can’t like an adaptation that reads like a bad fanfic.
Somehow, all the spin-offs still had more heart and consistency than this new film— and I’m including the multiple seasons of TV show and all the sequels there.

And before anyone gets worried— I suspected this was going to happen, so I haven’t given Disney a cent for this film. Honestly, I don’t think they deserve it, I’m that disappointed. Maybe I’ll actually pay for their movies once their movies are good again, but that’s a big if, since they haven’t made anything I liked in years.

3000s:

3000s:

13 reasons why not

#suicideprevention

avatardoggo:

raunip:

wembleyfraggles:

i’m losing my mind

STOP REBLOGGING THIS my phone is glitching an astronomical amount and I immediately knew the culprit was one of my tumblr posts gaining traction

oh

GROOVE WITH ME BABY

thepensword:

luxwing:

thepensword:

thepensword:

weary and wary are not the same word and have very different meanings and if i see one more person use wearily when they mean warily I’m gonna combust

weary: tired, worn-out, beaten down, exhausted, in need of rest. they were weary after their long journey. wearily, she sat down on the couch and kicked off her shoes. he had grown weary of this conversation.

wary: guarded, cautious, on-edge, careful. they were wary of the approaching stranger. warily, she poked at the dark shape in the corner of her room. he paused, wary, but nodded anyway.

thank you for this reply you get the funny crown today with bonus points for accuracy

Do the plittens’ tails look more like leshy’s or morgan’s? Also, i’m imagining leshy watering the plittens with a watering can so their planty coats are happy

joffycourt:

laserbobcat:

I just switch their mouths, otherwise they each look more like one of the parents.
Leaf worm with kitty ears and mouth, and kitty with leaves on her back and a terrifying maw.

I need to make a poll, plitten is cute.

AWWWWWWWWW OMGGGGGGGG

cute-catts:

blignick:

biibean:

Grumpy cat is allowed (1) flashback as a treat

relatablemessage:

karnalesbian:

butch–dean:

once you start saying yippee you can never go back

thepensword:

luxwing:

thepensword:

thepensword:

weary and wary are not the same word and have very different meanings and if i see one more person use wearily when they mean warily I’m gonna combust

weary: tired, worn-out, beaten down, exhausted, in need of rest. they were weary after their long journey. wearily, she sat down on the couch and kicked off her shoes. he had grown weary of this conversation.

wary: guarded, cautious, on-edge, careful. they were wary of the approaching stranger. warily, she poked at the dark shape in the corner of her room. he paused, wary, but nodded anyway.

thank you for this reply you get the funny crown today with bonus points for accuracy

hellsitegenetics:

boothyghost:

hellsitegenetics:

fireball-me:

Guy who transforms into a swarm of locusts when shaken vigorously: hey can you turn the music down it’s resonating kind of hard and shaking the ground and I don’t want to endanger anyone

DJ Loudmusic: SORRY I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THESE SICK JAMS! HERE’S MY NEXT SONG, “EPIC JUNGLE BEAT THAT GIVES LOCUSTS THE DESIRE TO KILL HUMAN BEINGS”

String identified:
G ta t a a ct a g: ca t t c t’ atg a a ag t g a ’t at t ag a
c: CA’T A T C A! ’ T G, “C G AT TAT G CT T T A G”

Closest match: Coriaria nepalensis isolate Cnep1 chromosome 09
Common name: Masuri Berry

(image source)

one that could. shake up a man? a little too much?

oh no.

bonesandthebees:

let’s 😐 with mama

hellsitegenetics:

fagstaynight:

The biggest reason 9/11 did not happen in brazil is because big jesus would have catched the plane and destroy the terorist. Second big reason is tjat world trade center wads not i nbrasil

String identified:
T ggt a / t a a ca g a catc t a a t t tt. c g a tat ta ct a t a

Closest match: Diurnea fagella genome assembly, chromosome: Z
Common name: March Dagger Moth

(image source)

brurzum:

justletmeon12:

n3bulas-and-satelites:

iliothermia:

iliothermia:

Finding a colorblind friendly redesign of the rainbow flag has me happy to see a pride flag for once

This is it btw :) from here

Oh my gods one exists! I have zero colour confusion here!

Image shows traditional Pride flag (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple stripes), but with colors adjusted to be more distinct. End ID

felcemartello:

What if you showed me your penis for research purposes

gammadoppler:

“cash or card?” ummmmmm dubloons lol

gammadoppler:

“cash or card?” ummmmmm dubloons lol

stellerfly:

spider-shoes-archive:

this website is too fucking easy you make a post about transgender gay sex or the skull and people black out and hit reblog

proleposting:

hollowboobtheory:

hollowboobtheory:

hollowboobtheory:

I support the “fiction isn’t real so nothing matters” mindset but tbf at a certain point it can tip over into “the curtains are just blue” territory

like yes actually there is a conversation to be had about how a characters actions are framed and how they thematically fit with the rest of the story and it can in fact reflect the author’s beliefs. some authors are even trying to make a point

not all depiction is glorification but sometimes it is and you need to be able to tell the difference. not because your immortal soul will be tainted by reading The Bad One, but because you need to have reading comprehension skills

jones-friend:

imthegirlwhowaited:

spookyviper:

Thank god for Russian dash cams to bring us wonders like this

they’re saying it’s 3am and they’re so tired and lets just drive and get out of here and then it happens and they’re like ‘well that woke me up”

This video has given youtubers permanent strikes on their account for violent content. Reblog violent content on your dash TODAY

the-carrot-clarinet:

squareallworthy:

pip-says-hi:

squareallworthy:

squareallworthy:

guy who does unboxing videos but he only talks about the boxes

“Hey, everyone, welcome back. Our first box today is a Uline nine by five by four. Single piece of clear shipping tape over the top, two inch, and the UPS label nicely centered. No edge tape, and you know, that’s fine. This box is pretty light, I’d say under a pound, and taped edges don’t really add much stability here. Let’s open it up and see what we’ve got for dunnage…okay, half-inch bubble wrap, that’s unusual in a box of this size.”

Sometimes a post throws into perspective just how much niche knowledge you possess.

I read this, and I can tell from the “review” that the package was NOT shipped by a professional.

One: two inch tape. Professional establishments use three inch. It’s MUCH easier to seal boxes with, especially around the edges. Two inch is what you can buy from office depot or lowe’s. It’s fine for moving house, but it’s definitely not professional grade.

Two: no edge tape. Just seal your edges, people. UPS basically plays soccer with your packages. Even the light ones, just on principal, give them the structural support you can offer.

Three: centered label. Looks pretty on a package, sure, but it makes it very likely that the label will be covered up when the box is sitting in a stack or a pile, and that increases the chance that it will be manhandled to get to that label or even potentially mis-scanned or missed altogether in a stack. Label the SIDE of the box if at all possible! And put it to the side if you can’t! Visibility!

Also, the reviewer may be accustomed to getting a lot of boxes, but I don’t think they were a professional shipper, either. Someone who has shipped too many boxes would comment on whether the box was new or reused, whether there was any special hazmat (mostly lithium-ion battery) labeling, the condition of the package post shipping, and whether or not the weight of the package matched the stated weight on the label. AND they’d have commented on the two-inch packing tape.

I don’t know what to say other than “your experiences are not universal,” because I do shipping and receiving at a machine shop for a living, I see packages sent by professional shippers all the time, and I disagree with you on just about every point.

One: two inch tape. Professional establishments use three inch.

Nope. For packages I see, two inch packing tape is the norm. Today I had one package with three-inch water-activated reinforced paper tape and one (from Uline) with 2.75" packing tape. Everything else used 2" packing tape. Yes, it’s exactly the same kind of stuff that you can get at Office Depot or Lowe’s, and people use it because it gets the job done.

Two: no edge tape.

Not uncommon for small, light packages. I just don’t see box failures on packages under a pound where more tape would have helped. Where I do see failures is overloaded boxes, thirty pounds and up, where the corrugate simply ripped, and no amount of tape would have saved the package.

PSA: please don’t fill an 8x8x6 single-wall box with machine screws and expect it to arrive intact. Fastenal, I’m looking at you.

Three: centered label.

Label on top is standard. I had only one box today with the label on the side, and all the rest on top.

Looks pretty on a package, sure, but it makes it very likely that the label will be covered up when the box is sitting in a stack or a pile, and that increases the chance that it will be manhandled

Your package will get manhandled, regardless of where you put the label. Plan on it.

to get to that label or even potentially mis-scanned or missed altogether in a stack. Label the SIDE of the box if at all possible!

Heck no! I expect labels to be on top and that’s the first place I look for them. If it’s on the side, that’s potentially four other places I have to look, which is a pain in the ass when I’m busy. And I’m always busy.

UPS, incidentally, says you should put the label on the largest surface. For the packages I get, that’s usually the top.

Someone who has shipped too many boxes would comment on whether the box was new or reused,

Okay, that’s legit. I do see a fair number of reused boxes.

whether there was any special hazmat (mostly lithium-ion battery) labeling

Hazmats aren’t common enough to mention it every time when there isn’t one present. (My hazmats are usually solvents or paint, and that’s not something I get every day.)

the condition of the package post shipping

Not usually noteworthy. My internal monolog (which is what the above fanciful review is based on) doesn’t bother to mention it unless something unusual happened to the box.

whether or not the weight of the package matched the stated weight on the label

Although I ship just as many packages as I receive, if not more, it never would have occurred to me to check. And I don’t have a scale in the receiving department, so it would be guesswork anyway.

AND they’d have commented on the two-inch packing tape.

Which everyone uses. There’s not much need to comment when it’s far and away the most common type of tape.

Perhaps things have been different for you, but this is how it is in the manufacturing industry.

dirtyriver:

ilovecharts:

This is my new favorite design fail.

emieclat:

that’s me in the corner

rocktartz:

I made this instead of homework.

Smol Peri vs Big Peri

Enjoy a song I found that reminds me of them (In a completely platonic way mind you)

I find the lyrics funny. I picture it from ARTs perspective in Artificial Condition when MB just showed up and invited itself in.

It was all lonely on a cargo haul. It also really enjoys taking care of people. And MB is a person. (Despite its protests) And now MB can accompany it wherever it goes.

Its even funnier if you change the lyric “And when I looked the moon had turned to Gold”, To —“Pink

I also just love old 60’s music paired with ART I cant explain it. It just feels fitting.

Also! Here is my reference

everythingfox:

He’s helping

(via)

bearlyfunctioning:

Image: Illustration depicting "most common animals seen missing a finger or toe in art," shown with belly and paws at the viewer as if looking down through a glass table. 

They are: bear, racoon, otter, opossum, red panda, pine marten, badger, skunk.ALT

The forgotten 5th digit club 🐻🤝🦝 some of the most popularly drawn animals missing their fifth finger or toe! This was quite the big project for me~ Sharing here because it covers bears too.

injuries-in-dust:

Here are some cute otters to brighten your day.

kushblazer666:

So I just realised that the EU has a common defense clause, Article 42(7).

If the Hague invasion act was actually invoked by Trump, or if he just straight up tried to invade a territory of a member state, the entire EU “shall have towards it an obligation of aid and assistance by all the means in their power”, a clause that requires immediate compliance (no centralised approval necessary) and that seemingly in opinion of the European Parliament, superseeds NATO itself, not to mention that it asks far more of its members (all the means in their power).

If Trump actually decided to invade Greenland or something else like that, Denmark could totally invoke Article 42(7) and have the entire European Union obligated to send what they can.

This is like when Nazi Germany attacked a few colonial powers and then triggered a world war because all of those colonies declared war as well.

Obviously, the EU doesn’t really have the force it needs to stand up to the US, but I’m sure China wouldn’t miss out on the opportunity to redefine the world order in its favor.

lovelylamb-bam:

Velvet Ring - Narilamb Animatic

Me disappear for a billion years and then suddenly come back out of nowhere??

(More likely than you think)


ANYWAYS HI EMJOY THIS VIDEO PLEASE IT TOOK ME SO LONG. 🫶

planefood:

ID: Black and white sketchy comic featuring a non descript blob person protagonist. They are irritated and at their computer desk, they're thinking "God, people are arguing under my posts again." The computer has a tumblr comment section opened up.
The comic zooms into the tumblr comment argument. Someone with the username "Soft Boi Bacon Potato 6" comments "You can't be pansexual and have he/him pronouns it's literally impossible. Look it up on the dictionary."
Another commenter called "Dastardly Dog Hog" replies with "What? Since when?"
Soft Boi Bacon Potato 6 replies back with "You literally have a tiktok art style lel i'm not explaining anything to you."
The protagonist looks uninterested as they click on Soft Boi Bacon Potato 6's profile, thinking to themselves "Eh, they're probably like 13 or something"
Upon opening Soft Boi's tumblr profile our protagonist is greeted with the most diabolical looking Angel Dust as their header saying "Erm. What de frick?" 
Soft Boi's profile picture is a generic anime boy 
The tumblr's header reads "UWU step on me senpai~"
below that reads @softboibaconpotato
The tumblr's bio reads "38 years old, Ravenclaw XD, centrist"
The protagonist looks on in dismay, looking visibly shaken and defeated. The words "38 years old" repeat behind them. The words "thirty eight fucking years old" appear below them. Comic ends.ALT

some days you cannot help but pity some people

via @memesandthingsilike

#not the pansexual character with he/him pronouns being the header to the blog that was saying its impossible


Well this is just icing on the cake

newvegascowboy:

“Tumblr is my bedroom” this “tumblr is a pinboard” that

Tumblr is an apartment complex with thin walls and every so often you just have to listen to your neighbors say the most deranged shit imaginable

inkskinned:

i love my therapist but i hate being in therapy. 10 minutes before my appointment, i’m in a meeting with my boss - we discuss my artistic choices; my boss recommends i artistically choose less. 10 minutes after therapy, i wash my hair and think about everything that was said, and then i have to switch it off, like a lamp, and go back to work again.

i was on a walk the other day and someone had the perfect combination of his cologne and whatever-else. it was almost exactly his scent. i fucking hate that. after all these years, i remember that? i tell my therapist - i feel like a fucking wolf. try telling a middle-aged blonde lady. oh i scented him on the air. i’m 30, and i’m having a panic attack over something that would be a plotline in the omegaverse.

what they don’t tell you about mental illness is that if you are lucky enough to survive it into adulthood; it becomes a weird slice of your life. because you do, eventually, have to build a life. i realized in a panic somewhere around 22 - oh. i don’t know what i’m fucking doing, because i always assumed i’d just go ahead and die. i didn’t die, and i’m grateful for that, and i’m very happy about that choice. but it does mean that i am an adult in an apartment, living with my conditions side-by-side like. oh, that’s my roommate, adhd. ignore the glass, bytheway, that’s ocd.

so you pick your stupid life up by the scruff of the neck and you’re, like glad for it (so much laughter and light and friends you would have never thought possible, when you were in the worst of it). but it feels so strange to be dancing around these odd little microcosms, these patchwork moments of your symptoms. if you have a panic attack at night, you still need to wake up and walk the dog in the morning. if your depression is making everything boring, well, you don’t have any sick days left, and a job’s not really supposed to be that exciting anyway. your ocd tears out each individual leg hair, and then, an hour later, you sigh, patch up the bloody bits, and go get dinner with friends. and the life is kitten-quiet, mewling and pathetic, but it’s also like - it’s yours, so you’re fond of it.

and it’s like - you’re real. so you still enjoy pushing the shopping cart really fast and then riding on the back of it down an empty aisle. and you’re not, like, so sick anymore that when you accidentally drop a mug you burst into tears (except for the days you do that. which are bad). and no, you’re not allowed around certain items anymore. oops! but you’ve learned to be good about brushing your teeth most days of the week. and you sometimes in the middle of the day you have a little freak-out about how fucking unfair it all is, how fucking hard, how other people can just do this without having to fucking hurt the whole time. and then you sigh and force yourself to sit down and fucking journal about it so you can tell the nice middle-aged blonde woman yeah i had a hard day but i practiced grounding. you still sometimes want to burst out of your own skin, but you force yourself to eat kind-of healthy and to take your vitamins. you let yourself chop off all your hair in the sink in a dramatic poetry of control and relief - and you also have developed good hobbies that help you move your body more frequently. you feel helplessly behind, lost in the shuffle - but you also practice gratitude, taking stock of what you have garnered. because you’re trying. even if you’re never gonna be normal, you have something… close enough.

and the little kitten of your life, this mangy, starlit tigercub, this thing you expected to rot so young: in your arms, it turns itself over, belly-up. exposing this new soft part, all the organs and guts. like it’s saying i trust you now. you won’t give me up.

bogleech:

bogleech:

mutipede:

mutipede:

SOME APHIDS MAYBE ABSORB SUNLIGHT FOR ENERGY BY USING GENES PILLAGED FROM FUNGI TO BECOME RED?

FUCKIN WHAAAAT

@bogleech is it cool to tag you for the purpose of duuude holy shit have you heard of this

What!!! Are they doing dont they understand that that’s SILLY

A lot of people have probably heard of the sea slugs that photosynthesize, but what those actually do is just keep pieces of the algae they eat, moving the chloroplasts to their own tissues where they can keep making food from the sun.

These aphids are technically the real actual first animal found to photosynthesize because they permanently encoded the ability into their DNA as a species.

Its also important to understand FUNGI ARENT PLANTS AND DONT DO THIS THEMSELVES. The aphids are believed to have obtained the genes for red pigment from fungus and are using that to eat sunlight. That doesn’t mean the original fungus was using it for that. Fungi rather famously do not do that; the only way fungi feed from sunlight, like the sea slugs, it by partnering with algae.

nianna:

derinthescarletpescatarian:

catgirlthecrazy:

brainfugk:

derinthescarletpescatarian:

derinthescarletpescatarian:

If your goals basically amount to “after The Revolution everything will be great because people will all have the Good Ethics and work together in my Perfect System and the Evil People with Bad Morals and Bad Behaviour who are making this world bad will be gone (killed/imprisoned/exiled/all converted to agree with us when they see our Perfect System)” then that’s just fascism. I hate to say it but you’ve put a gay socialist hat on fascism.

The MAGA people are still gonna be around in your Perfect System and a very large proportion of them are still gonna be Like That. We can discourage antisocial behaviour through laws and education and changing cultural norms, but if plans for future society involve [group I’m opposed to] magically not being part of it so the Good People can Do Things Right, well.

✨No Bad Guys Here✨ - how do you want to enforce that.

Honestly, I think this concept of The Revolution is to some leftists what Armageddon is to some Christians: an easy excuse to not try and grapple with difficult problems like hunger or poverty or injustice or climate, because any day now the Great Reckoning will come and wipe the slate clean.

#well you see america was founded on [original sin] which makes it irredeemable and any effort to improve it ultimately pointless#the only hope for salvation is to wait for [armageddon] to destroy it and cast down the unrighteous so the rest of us can [reach paradise]#voting for example is an act of interacting with and investing in this world which is too evil and tenporary to be worth it#not when The Great Reckoning is on its way to wipe the slate clean

@blujayonthewing you can’t leave these in the tags

reminded me of this:

“There were plotters, there was no doubt about it. Some had been ordinary people who’d had enough. Some were young people with no money who objected to the fact that the world was run by old people who were rich. Some were in it to get girls. And some had been idiots as mad as Swing, with a view of the world just as rigid and unreal, who were on the side of what they called ‘the people’. Vimes had spent his life on the streets, and had met decent men and fools and people who’d steal a penny from a blind beggar and people who performed silent miracles or desperate crimes every day behind the grubby windows of little houses, but he’d never met The People.

People on the side of The People always ended up disappointed, in any case. They found that The People tended not to be grateful or appreciative or forward-thinking or obedient. The People tended to be small-minded and conservative and not very clever and were even distrustful of cleverness. And so the children of the revolution were faced with the age-old problem: it wasn’t that you had the wrong kind of government, which was obvious, but that you had the wrong kind of people.
As soon as you saw people as things to be measured, they didn’t measure up. What would run through the streets soon enough wouldn’t be a revolution or a riot. It’d be people who were frightened and panicking. It was what happened when the machinery of city life faltered, the wheels stopped turning and all the little rules broke down. And when that happened, humans were worse than sheep. Sheep just ran; they didn’t try to bite the sheep next to them.”

lovelylamb-bam:

Velvet Ring - Narilamb Animatic

Me disappear for a billion years and then suddenly come back out of nowhere??

(More likely than you think)


ANYWAYS HI EMJOY THIS VIDEO PLEASE IT TOOK ME SO LONG. 🫶

vergak:

vergak:

I’m a hard pillow hard mattress man. I need reliability. I don’t want something to change into a completely different shape when I touch it, that’s lying and I don’t like liars.

transcyberism:

beloved-child-of-the-house:

cavegirlpoems:

lowercasenospaces:

tye-wig-music:

cavegirlpoems:

This is about the UK specifically.

See this? This is the trap. This is how they get you.
You appeal to outrage and emotion, you make a bold statement like “sex offenders don’t have rights” and whip up that righteous anger, get people all thirsty for blood and punishment, right? And that’s their foot in the door. Once you’ve decided that there’s a class of people it’s okay to do this to, there’s no clean line in the sand anymore, is there? Now chemical castration (or whatever fucked up shit you wanna bring into it) is an option on the table.

This is how fascists talk, this is how fascists think, and this is how fascists appeal to you to get what they want. Because once you’ve given them that inch, they can use it to take a mile.

Alan Turing (as in the Turing test) was chemically castrated following a conviction for “homosexual acts” in 1952. He committed suicide as a result.

He was also specifically charged because the court found his relationship with a 19-year-old to be especially “indecent” despite such relationships being legal between heterosexuals, so don’t try to say “oh, I only feel that way about pedophiles and creeps.” They will find a way to make you into a criminal, I promise.

knitmeapony:

averybellearchive:

gayspacezombie:

Sylvia Riveras powerful speech against the exclusion of transgender people at the Gay Pride Rally NYC, 1973.

Transcript:

Y'all better quiet down! I’ve been trying to get up here all day for your gay brothers and your gay sisters in jail that write me every motherfucking week and ask for your help! And you all don’t do a goddamn thing for them! And they write STAR, not the woman’s group! They do not write women, they do not write men, they write to STAR! Because we’re trying to do something for them! But you all tell me to go and hide my tail between my legs! I will not put up with this shit! I have been beaten, I have had my nose broken, I have been thrown in jail, I have lost my job, I have lost my apartment for gay liberation, and you all treat me this way?! What the fuck’s wrong with you all?! Think about that! I believe in the gay power, I believe in us getting our rights, or else I would not be out there fighting for our rights, that’s all I wanted to say to you people. Come and see people at STAR House on Twelfth Street, the people that are trying to do something for all of us, and not men and women that belong to our white middle class club! And that’s what you all belong to! Revolution now! Gay power! Know the gay power!

I think it’s so important to hear her voice. Like literally, if you can, listen to her voice. Listen to her accent. Listen to that rasp that tells you how long she’s been shouting and how long she’s been crying. Listen to the Distortion from that microphone, listen to the sound from the crowd. Listen to how desperately she needs these people who left their homes and came out in the streets and risked their lives for Community she loves and tries to help, how much she needs him to listen to her for two God damn minutes. Realize this is her speaking to you literally half a century ago. It’s been 50 fucking years and some of y'all still aren’t listening.

estrogenesis-eeveeangelion:

estrogenesis-evangelion:

estrogenesis-evangelion:

you are 16. you are talking with a gay man in his 50s or 60s, a friend, huge and gentle with a scarf and short fluffy curls of gray hair, who has directed you in two plays staged in your mid-size artsy town. (he has not yet asked you to be in his production of The Laramie Project which will change your life. this conversation will also change your life.)

he is talking about theatre. he is talking about theatre when he was younger. he says, “of course, it was AIDS then.” in the pause, you ask him. clumsy and quiet and 16 and “straight,” you ask him. what was it like.

he takes a moment in which his face is not like a person’s face. “there was a time,” he says, “i’m not sure how long, years. when i went to a funeral every weekend.” he tells you about two funerals in a day, and choosing between friends when you couldn’t make it to both. he does not look at you, he looks at them. his wet grey gaze is so clear that you start to see ghosts. it will be years before you understand why it feels like your grief too. why the ghosts call you family.

happy pride, family. i love every single one of you

when i wrote this post, i didn’t expect very many people to read it. i figured it wasn’t the kind of thing people liked to read and reblog, but it was late at night, and i was remembering this person, and i was crying, and i had to write it out. so i did.

to this day no other post gets sent to me so often by friends who have encountered it as a repost on some other site. the idea that more than one hundred thousand people have read these words, and know this story now, and maybe feel as i did, is tremendously humbling and unbearably beautiful to me. even by accident, even just passing on a story that is not my own, i often think that it is the best thing i have ever done.

happy pride, family.

frociaggina97:

frociaggina97:

“i don’t care if they make their whole way though uni with chatgpt” i think you guys are so internetpilled that you have forgotten there are actual jobs out there that require people to know what they are doing in any way possible or else people die

i know a lot of people study just to get paid well but girl this is engineering be for fucking real take this seriously

leresq:

WE LOVE YOU PEDRO

puppiesdoglover:

Wellcome to pupppy dog planet. population 99999999999999 baby puppies and 9999999999999999999 toys for baby puppies

fury-brand:

terror-billie:

it’s a weird emotion when somebody goes “doesn’t this just shake you to your core and rewrite your dna and change who you are as a person” and your honest experience of it was that it was ok

“Fuck I’m going to get a bad grade in friendship media resonance”

exit-pursued-by-spiders:

they call me the American transportation infrastructure cuz I desperately need to get railed