“IS HE FOR REAL ABOUT TO FIGHT THIS TEN YEAR OLD”
(Yu-Gi-Oh! Virtual World Arc, 2002)
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UPDATE: tumblr didn’t upload the 4th pic! this is the full version!
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Nobody is lgbt. None of us.
the exclusionists have won. They’ve excluded everyone. My god.
For reference, “allos” = “allosexual” = “anyone who isn’t asexual / isn’t on the asexual spectrum”
so, according to whichever galaxy-brained exclusionist wrote the screenshotted post, no one who’s ace or who isn’t ace is LGBT. Not a single one of us
By Allos, this can’t be happening
Monsters.
I’m waiting for an arborist to hop on here and confirm that this is bad for those kind of trees or some shit, too.
Not an arborist but yeah, that removed nearly all of the trees' leaves and created numerous injuries open to infection.
Dave Brandt was so much more than a meme. He partnered with universities to experiment with and expand soil conservation and cover crop techniques, worked to educate other farmers through worldwide conventions and direct mentorship, founded the Soil Health Academy, and was called the "Obi-Wan Kenobi of soil health" by the chief of the USDA's conservation department.
There is no healthy planet without healthy ag practices, and this guy was a legend.
This is an EXTREMELY blessed post! And accurate! When I first moved out I was so excited for my new place I slept on the floor and had my tv there and that was it. Loved it. You grow and you build and you gain and you lose. I lost that place and everything in it. Now I have a new place with new things and it’s very much home.
In the future, there is a small, quiet room that is just yours, where you are safe and you are free. In that room your shoulders will finally start to come down from around your ears. Nobody can come into that room unless you let them. In that clean quiet place, you will work and you will study. You will love and you will heal.
-Captain Awkward, “Should I Move Away From My Abusive Family?”
A lil baby cow with some big whiskers! I sketched this one while sitting in my local park last summer, and painted it in the same spot a few days ago.
[ID: a watercolour painting of a reddish brown calf with a white spot on its forehead and long whiskers on its muzzle peering around a wooden wall. The background behind it is a simple pale blue, as though it is looking in through a barn door with the sky behind it. Artist’s signature reads h.g. 2022. End ID.]
{video description: a man standing in front of an abstract painting in-progress.
"One time I told a friend that I enjoy painting, and his response was, 'Oh yeah? Are you any good?' "
And I was stymied in the moment, and I just today realized why.
Pretend instead of painting, I had said, 'I really enjoy going on walks.'
And then he had responded, 'Oh, are you a pretty skilled walker?'
What?! That doesn't follow. People go on walks to feel good not to be good. Not everything is about improvement or skill.
If i wanted to be good at painting I'd have to worry about composition, color theory, texture...taking care of my tools instead of just dumping them into a milk jug of water that I never rinse out.
I'm bored just listing that sh*t, let alone doing it.
If I had to be good, I would quit.
I paint because it takes me out of myself. The end result doesn't even really matter.
I'm sure some of you relate. That's why we get along. Thanks for listening, see you tomorrow!"
via @ abrahampiper on Tiktok}
