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Everyone warns you agaist going to the supermarket hungry, but nobody tells you about the dangers of going there too full: I do not want any of these things, for I will never require any food at all!

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one thing about tumblr at least here they’re just called “posts”. Saying “I saw this tweet/reel/tiktok/short” makes me feel like I’m ordering at a restaurant where they make you say Texas Tom’s Nut-Slappin Griddle-Chizzle instead of grilled cheese

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your christian blogger is here yet again to say that it is not a sin to understand your limitations

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via @swatercolor [insta]

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merlin has more strength than me bc if I heard uther pendragon bitch and moan about how magic only brings harm after I just saved his sons life for the ten billionth time that year with my magic and almost died yet again, I fear id accidentally turn him into a log

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there should be a tax that youtubers pay where 1.5% of all of their revenue goes back to Kevin Macleod for basically supplying YouTube with it’s own soundtrack.

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We are SO sleeping on how weird prehistoric fishes are. Like our legged fish ancestors or armored placoderms like Dunkleosteus are weird in their own way but they have nothing on them

Pycnodonts: literally any body shape they want that uncanny valley except some genera that look like normal trevallies

(Rostropycnodus, Stenoprotome, Gladiopycnodus, Maraldichthys by Joshua Knüppe)

Holocephali: cartiliginous fish closely related to chimaeras, which means they are relatives to sharks.

(Traquairius agkistrocephalus, Belantsea, and Squaloraja by Stanton F. Fink, Iniopterygidae by Ray Troll)

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how do I gain your comic making abilities?? How must one lock into the mindset

yuri

I recommend believing in the depths of your soul that you know exactly what you're doing and you will succeed and that the finished product will be great and singular and will save lives and contribute to the causal cascade by which the messianic era is to be effected. Anytime you start to question these affirmations immediately dismiss your doubts as baseless insecurity possibly imposed on you by capitalism and/or evil witches. If you start to feel like what you're drawing is unsalvageably bad immediately turn off your discursive brain and begin moving your hand automatically. Also never sketch or story board that takes too much time. You have to make as many drawings as fast as possible because you're going to die. We're all going to die.

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Look I love unconditional devotion love stories as much as the next person, but there's really something so deliciously raw about conditional devotion.

I have served you and I have loved you for decades, but I will not give up my principles for you. You cut out part of my heart and took it with you down that path that you insist on walking, but you walk it alone. Even when the bleeding, gaping hole you left in my chest kills me, I will not follow you.

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Colors of Colorado

Photographer: Tyler Sorensen

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Toni Butzmann | @toni_b_____

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"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I fell asleep in my friends' arms. It was eleven at night, we were tired, curled up in a small pile on my tiny bed. I had my head buried in my roommate's side, and one of my closest friend's hand on my shoulder, steadying me. It was quiet and nothingness and peace and their heartbeats in my ears, my hands in their hair.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

We pack four people to that little bed, you know. Laps used as footrests, collarbones as pillows, little lights like moonlight in rustic yellow bathed on their faces. The TV plays an anime. The words are repeated by my dear friend on my shoulder, curled close. My legs are asleep; my roommate may be, too.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

The cat curls on top of our criss cross mess of legs and arms and heads on chests to absorb the warmth of us all. She purrs in contented peace. When my roommate and I are left alone in the quiet, she cries, and watches the door for our friends' return.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I will never kiss them but the top of their heads. I will never touch but the warmth of their arms. I will never take more than what's freely given, and in return I put my glasses on the bedside table fashioned from a guitar amp, and when I lean into their sides, I pick up my vulnerability and place it in their capable, tender hands.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I sing for them. I cry for them. I work and I run and I withstand the worst of the world for them, because some days I get to cradle their forehead on my shoulder and some days I get to see their shining eyes.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

Maybe to you. But look beyond explanation. I love them. With my heart in my unsteady hands, with my nose pressed to the side of their head, with the buzzing in my feet and the warmth all around Iike the sunset pushing into the window.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

Is it enough to say I love them? With no strings attached? With reckless abandon and utter devotion and freedom and kindness and fear?

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I cannot explain it any clearer. I love my friends. There is no more to say.

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Okay you guys.

IF YOU PRIMARILY DO NOT SPEAK ENGLISH reply with what you mentally call it, if you have a nickname for it or something

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Here’s a video so you can hear the water and the thrushes. I took it for you because you couldn’t be there. <3