personally if i’m out walking and smell laundry or someone else’s cooking or campfire i immediately get hit with a wave of nearly overwhelming comfort. on account of the joie de vivre

i think kids online should really get back to making internetsonas instead of whatever fuckshit this is with putting their entire real faces, names, ages, and such everywhere. you're not gonna realize how nice internet privacy is until you dont have it anymore and no chance at getting it back. make up a guy and a name and just be that online. make up conflicting details about your completely made up backstory. make a fursona or something

download firefox

"girl dinner is when you don't eat teehee" "men think about the roman empire women think about their ex best friends and poetry" "✨sapphic love✨ is so pure and innocent and sweet unlike nasty gross Man Lust" "girl math is when you can buy starbucks and makeup because you didn't buy it yesterday so it's free" "I'm going to explain (complex topic) for the girlies! so basically it's like when you go shopping-" "I love women because they're so soft and smooth and feminine and we can talk about girly things and they're not sweaty or hairy or horny like gross men" "women should be unemployed girls don't need jobs men should do all that for us" "ugh girls that don't like pink or being feminine just need to stop being such pick mes and get over their internalized misogyny it's gross"

god save my hairy dyke ass from this hell before I start whacking people's shins with my Girl Baseball Bat. teehee!

I saw someone (mercifully not on this website) try to argue that since Goodbye Volcano High ends with everyone dying from the meteor, it's saying that the cast - and by extension queer people in general - are better off dead.

Like... buddy, did we even play the same game? Goodbye Volcano High is a TRAGEDY. The entire POINT is that they didn't deserve this, none of them did, everyone should've had long bright successful futures doing what they loved with the people they loved, but because of events so unfathomably far outside their control, absolutely none of them got the chance. They will not go quiet into the night, they will rage against their untimely end, but into the night they must inevitably go - and is it not so profoundly, unbelievably sad that this is their fate?

Even saying ”I’m so sorry, I completely forgot” sounds marginally better than ” I’m so sorry, I didn’t completely forget, I actually completely remembered. I thought about it the whole time and it stressed me out so much my brain built an insurmountable wall around it.”

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"No one wants to work anymore." Damn right brother. If I could sit in a beautiful field for 40 hours every week of my singular precious life I would

i enjoy the phrase creature comforts because i am a creature and i want to be comfortable

god’s strongest soldiers are girls who are constantly overwhelmed by everything. and also girls on the first day of their period

woke up today and realized that tumblr entirely killed fuck ya life bing bong so here ya go again

Having a blast at the park

im the prettiest canary in this mine

what the fuck is that smell

My FAVORITE THING is researchers who wholeheartedly embrace the Ms. Frizzle aesthetic and wear their field of study on their literal sleeve. Everyone in the invasive crayfish consortium has tiny lobster-print shorts or socks. All the middle-aged dad scientists here at the lab have shirts with fish and/or fishing tackle patterns on them. My moss specimen and ammonite earrings keep getting noticed by women who are wearing silver fishbone-shaped or native plant-themed earrings themselves. Every single person on the outreach team has at least one shirt with an anchor pattern on it from Old Navy, and almost all the younger researchers have tattoos featuring their research interests – one fisheries biologist has a half-sleeve of native species she literally uses as an outreach tool. We are self-aware and having a blast with it, honestly.

I adore the Ms. Frizzle aesthetic