need this so bad

it really is crazy how quickly people were willing to just let chatgpt do everything for them. i have never even tried it. brother i don't even know if it's just a website you go to or what. i do not know where chatgpt actually lives, because i can decide my own grocery list.

cookies and cream ice cream so good im gonna destroy the earth

What hauve i done

how fucking strong is Zuko like why do you even bother with your bending when you could just wham bam snap Aang’s spine with a kick

atla heritage post

*snaps my fingers, and on some random freeway, a fuel tanker truck is instantly rotated 180 degrees*

fourth spatial dimension obviously. to an outside observer, the truck appears to have been mirrored from left to right. the driver, who has developed situs inversus, has a panic attack as the entire world seems to have reversed. the sun now rises in the west and sets in the east. in their confusion they attempt to get back into the right lane (their right lane) and crash into oncoming traffic. the fuel in their tank detonates. seventeen perish in the conflagration.

baroque, subversive to the expectations, almost to a point of pandering; on the cusp of notional over indulgence, and yet the estuary of inevitability still draws us into the same conclusion, twisting backwards in on itself, a coil that reminds us of our relationship to fate

i would have been mutuals with him

kitty need blunt NOW

THANK YOU FOR 3,000 FOLLOWERS!! 🍾✨🎉

tumblr has always been my favorite platform, over the past few years i’ve seen more kindness here than most corners of the internet. thank u all so much for the support over the years, hope u like this celebratory kitty image :3

I don't think I've ever seen anything that more perfectly replicates how psychosis feels. The latching onto/ascribing meaning to little details. The endless "searching..." as your brain tries to fit every real-life stimulus into its narrative of what's REALLY going on. The background preoccupation with real, ongoing emotional difficulty...

People often imagine psychotic delusions as being entirely dependent on hallucination, people seeing and talking to fully fleshed out, convincing looking characters. But delusion doesn't require hallucination at all. All it requires is the conviction that ordinary things are a puzzle to be solved, that there's meaning to be made... and that you're so close to understanding things that no one else knows.

disclaimer: obviously people should not be expected to make choices about their own bodies based on what i, eliot yardsards, personally find attractive. BUT!!! every time i am forced to see before-and-after photos of fat removal surgery, i feel the same sort of horror-sadness that i feel when i see a beautiful historical house get remodeled into a shitty impractical open floorplan and repainted into landlord greige.

also when a beautiful big/broad/bumpy/crooked nose gets filed down into a tiny little straight button nose

preventing individuals from accessing the cosmetic procedures they want (even if i disagree with said procedures on an aesthetic or even sociological level) is disrespectful to their right to bodily autonomy, and such policies would also ultimately be weaponized against trans and disabled people

THAT SAID, any motherfucker who ADVERTISES said cosmetic procedures, with the implication that the "before" pic was objectively worse than the "after" pic, and that if your body looks like the "before" pic then that's a problem that you need to pay them to correct? those mfs deserve to be drawn and quartered in the town square. medieval style.

Just tried to play an ancient flute and it started filling the room with this awful miasma that wont go away

Why does staff still allow people funnier than you to leave tags on your posts. They should have fixed that by now

plants love being polyploid its one of their favorite things to be

you give animals an extra set of dna and they crumble into a little cartoon pile of ash. you give plants an extra set of dna and they say ahh finally an extra set of dna to do activities with

he says while NERVOUSLY TAPPING THE SCREEN