mistergandalf:

mistergandalf:

mistergandalf:

I love that I have this little creature in my house and all she does is walk around looking for a new place to take a nap and stare out the window and throw up on my floor and I’m like I would Die for this creature. she is perfect. and I tell her I love her and in return she has no thoughts whatsoever

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I love her so much look at her she’s so cute okay

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thank you everyone for loving my beautiful baby girl I told her she was famous on the internet and she just stared at me as her single brain cell bounced around her peanut brain

theitcharchives:

Writing, 5% of the time:

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Writing, 95% of the time:

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alnitaks:

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moira x mel necklaces

derinthescarletpescatarian:

sometiktoksarevalid:

In his defence I also saw that necklace and fell in love immediately

greelin:

sorry for not answering messages for three thousand years i have. Stew. in place of a brain. you know how it is

ot3:

my problem is that i dont want to be a professional artist but i also have never wanted to do anything but be an artist

junkfoodcinemas:

Near Dark (1987) dir. Kathyrn Bigelow

batmanshole:

kiiraes:

kiiraes:

kiiraes:

kiiraes:

kiiraes:

kiiraes:

kiiraes:

kiiraes:

kiiraes:

gonna post my entire stickman reaction pic collection

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hi i hope this is ok to add on to but here are some i noticed you didn’t have also my phone is running at like 2fps trying to type this so i hope this goes through…

elodieunderglass:

beemovieerotica:

I know people on tumblr looove stories of underwater cave diving, but I haven’t seen anyone talk about nitrogen narcosis aka “raptures of the deep

basically when you want to get your advanced scuba certification (allowing you to go more than 60 feet deep) you have to undergo a very specific test: your instructor takes you down past the 60+ foot threshold, and she brings a little underwater white board with her.

she writes a very basic math problem on that board. 6 + 15. she shows it to you, and you have to solve it.

if you can solve it, you’re good. that is the hardest part of the test.

because here’s what happens: there is a subset of people, and we have no real idea why this happens only to them, who lose their minds at depth. they’re not dying, they’re not running out of oxygen, they just completely lose their sense of identity when deep in the sea.

a woman on a dive my instructor led once vanished during the course of the excursion. they were diving near this dropoff point, beyond which the depth exceeded 60 feet and he’d told them not to go down that way. the instructor made his way over to look for her and found a guy sitting at the edge of the dropoff (an underwater cliff situation) just staring down into the dark. the guy is okay, but he’s at the threshold, spacing out, and mentally difficult to reach. they try to communicate, and finally the guy just points down into the dark, knowing he can’t go down there, but he saw the woman go.

instructor is deep water certified and he goes down. he shines his light into the dark, down onto the seafloor which is at 90 feet below the surface. he sees the woman, her arms locked to her sides, moving like a fish, swimming furiously in circles in the pitch black.

she is hard to catch but he stops her and checks her remaining oxygen: she is almost out, on account of swimming a marathon for absolutely no reason. he is able to drag her back up, get her to a stable depth to decompress, and bring her to the surface safely.

when their masks are off and he finally asks her what happened, and why was she swimming like that, she says she fully, 100% believed she was a mermaid, had always been a mermaid, and something was hunting her in the dark 👍

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skulkingfoxes:

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There was once a woman who slept in a tower for a hundred years…

elektraking:

This quote, from the @nytimes review of the OPPENHEIMER film: "He served as director of a clandestine weapons lab built in a near-desolate stretch of Los Alamos, in New Mexico"...  It was inhabited by Hispanos. They were given less than 24 hr to leave. Their farms bulldozed. 1  — Alisa Lynn Valdés, M.S. (@AlisaValdesRod1) July 20, 2023ALT
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pinkfloydmp3:

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every room has its own story to tell

luckyfk:

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Continuing the theme of very old matriarchs. Don’t make them angry :)

cherryjuicegf:

cherryjuicegf:

girleat. girldrink. girlgotosleep

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my beautiful beautiful mutuals taking my hand in fame and in flop

themacabrenbold:
“Aaron S. Coleman, “The Vulture Eats Between Its Meals” ”

themacabrenbold:

Aaron S. Coleman, “The Vulture Eats Between Its Meals”