Diamond, nephrite, and rock crystal lily of the valley brooch (at 1stdibs)

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Crying Skeleton with Sword in Hand from Nikkan hagaki.

Artist unknown, Late Meiji era.

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what about average naturals huh? some real home grown staple crop type of titty. it aint all trying to blue ribbon at the fair you know

As far as I’m concerned, all titties get the blue ribbon

that s not how the fair works

Oh yeah? Then I’m gonna make my OWN fair! With titty ribbons, and beautiful women

can i come to your fair it sounds cooler

mine just has all these fucking lettus andf carrots

Holy shit two fairs

"we want to protect the kids!!"

— in a way that will also protect them from their parents & guardians right?

"what"

— if a parent or guardian wanted to abuse their child, would what you're trying to do make it harder for them?

"..."

— *pulls out a chart that shows 76% of abused children were victimized by a parent or legal guardian* will what you're advocating for make it easier for the majority child abusers, which is overwhelmingly parents & guardians, to get away with abuse?

"idk what this has to do with anything we just want to restrict children's freedoms more & give parents more control over them. you know. to protect them from adults who want to abuse them"

Every. Single. Time.

I spotted a reply to one of my posts:

And my knee-jerk response was "no, you should hear my friends talk about their lives--"

And it made me remember something.

Back in high school, my IB class did a lock-in-- where the group of students gets locked into one part of the school overnight on a weekend-- and after junk food and video games lost their appeal, we got to talking.

Only I didn't really know anything about almost any of them. They were all friendly enough, but I kept to myself for the most part, so we didn't have much to talk about once standard small talk ran out.

So I asked one of the other people sitting with me: "what's your story?"

Your life story.

And he told me. Sixteen years or so condensed into maybe a half hour. And it was the most fascinating life I could have imagined: the places he'd been, the things he'd done, the experiences that defined him. It boggled my mind.

When he finished and turned the question around to me, I thought mine sounded really boring in comparison, but he listened open-mouthed to the entire thing. Other kids were gathering around us by now, listening in. And when I finished mine, I turned to another one of them and asked the question to them.

And just like before, my mind was blown. A completely different life, completely different focal points, defining experiences, goals the likes of which were deserving of an anime. And the same happened with the next person we asked, and the next.

By the time each one of us had finished telling their story, it was time to go home for the morning. The video games had been abandoned hours ago. None of us had slept. We were too caught up in each other's lives.

All of which is to say:

Thank you. I do lead a very interesting life.

So do you.

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THIS ONE FUCKING WORKS. REBLOG IT.

this for real fucking works

Apparently this one fuckin works, and who am I to argue with the collective agreement of tumblr. Will report back if good things happen.

how tf did you need to grow up to realize that?

thinking about when i got heat exhaustion at the House on the Rock and the experience was so overwhelming that i had a panic attack and thought i was hearing ghosts and genuinely fully believed i was going to die

which sounds like an overreaction, unless you've ever been to house on the rock and then you probably understand exactly what i'm saying.

imagine it's 90 some degrees and you havent had any water all day and you've just walked through not one, or two, but three fake towns,

past a 200 foot tall whale,

through multiple rooms of animatronics and mannequins,

and you havent seen sunlight for almost five hours and you're getting dizzy and then you walk through the mouth of a fake devil and end up staring at this

and this just goes on and on and on in a maze and every single one of these organs is playing music and some of them have animatronics on them playing and you can't find the exit and sweat is literally pouring off of you and finally you turn down another hallway and instead of an exit it looks like this

and at this point your vision is blurring and you feel like your heart is beating out of your chest but every turn just brings you to more h r geiger ass hallways of organs and theyre all still blaring

fascinated by the nurse who did my mental health assessment who was apparently so allergic to the concept of they/them pronouns that they unprompted decided i'm a she/he instead. it's so bizzare it kind of loops back around to based tbh. i'll take it.

[Image IDs: three sections of text: "He describes her pace as very slow;" "He takes her medications on her own accord" Suicidal Ideation: She sometimes has thoughts of ending his life" /end]

Me when my medical practitioner is a time traveller from 1732

inside me there are two lungs. and one liver. one stomach. a few meters of intestine. there's a lot inside me actually

this is the funniest thing i've read all day

nobody is making fun of the transmasc cowboy schlock because they're Cringeshaming Meanies bro it is just very directly a white supremacist fantasy that's not useful to declare "rehabilitated" because you slapped top surgery scars and pronouns on it. can we be serious

saw this appended to the actually true sentiment that "basic trans girl amazon skirt" stuff is pointlessly cruel and transmisogynistic and it's like. man how fucking disingenuous is it to act like the needless aggressive policing of trans women's femininity is in any way equivalent to honestly overly gentle criticism of white usamerican trans guys' obsessions with queering manifest destiny

Hella good point about the whole "queering manifest destiny" here. Like, there's a whole gofdamn history behind the aesthetics of Cowboy hat and Spirs.

I'm very much enjoying seeing queer folk loud and proud in country music, as a genre though. Willie Nelson's "cowboys are frequently, secretly fond of each other" goes so goddamn hard.

If it's not too much of a swerve from your point though, I played a super cute itch.io game about transmasc outlaws in the Old West and thought that had some interesting overlap of communities on the fringes of society and the law. It seemed to not just enjoy the aesthetics of Queer Cowboy but also engage with the actual history too.

gk

LEGO - Rubber Duck 

almost didn’t hit reblog till that last image 

saw this today