#waterfall diego

[hopeschmidt]

Adobe falls in san diego Discover the breathtaking beauty of Adobe Falls in San Diego - an English network to ignite your wanderlust.

[planesandskeins]

There’s nowhere like San Diego ♡

[zoeyspictures]

[gnarl3ne-blog]

Landscape Near Three Sisters Waterfall, Descanso CA by Arlene Schag

[hometoursandotherstuff]

This 1980 home in San Diego, CA looks like an ordinary stucco house, or condo, but it's crazy inside. 4bds, 4ba, 3,894sqft, $2.8m.

Who doesn't love a meandering river, especially flowing thru the house? Welcome to the Waterfall House.

You can see that the house has a lot of different levels and platforms.

There are stairs going into the water. Maybe for maintenance, or can you actually swim around the house?

Here's a catwalk and steps below, along the rocks.

What an architectural achievement.

To get to the pool table, there are several options. You can wade there, climb over the rocks, or maybe come around the path.

Next to the dining area is a family room balcony.

Look at the balconies and lofts.

Up here, the dining area is on a balcony overlooking the water. The kitchen is tucked away, off the balcony.

Up the stairs and off to the right, there's a spacious primary bedroom.

It has a large ensuite and a walk-in closet.

The secondary bedroom is roomy, too.

The ensuite has a cute tiki theme that the new owner can expand on.

There's also a large guest room with a built-in table and a kitchenette.

It has a sitting area and an open step-down bath.

There's also a den with a balcony overlooking the main area.

Outside, there's a balcony with a pergola.

There's a patio on the side of the house.

It doesn't have a pool, but it has a hot tub.

Stairs to the driveway and garage.

Hillside 8,797sqft lot with a view of the city.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/1876-Sefton-Pl-San-Diego-CA-92107/16964195_zpid/?

[5five5five5five5five5five]

god fuck it. high lila and diego thoughts post. credit to this post for sparking this thought waterfall. sorry if these are weird.

they have the HEALTHIEST relationship once they settle down. fuck it. they would be so happy together fuck s4.

there date nights would be like the coolest shit! i feel like they would fucking roleplay as batman and catwomen and go full villain vigilante all over the city. Lila steals from the 7-11, diego is on the chase witch ends with him and her up against an ally wall and its the most romantic shit ever. she might even stab him.

i refuse to believe they dont have the craziest kids on the planet. like they care for them and love them but they say shit like "mommy said i shouldn't talk to cops because they are squealing twaks." or "dad said i cant go to your birthday party. yeah, we have axe throwing lessons that day."

that van would be filled with blankets and pillows and shit that would be dangerous in a car. Lilla would make that van a mini home.

Five is the best brother in law who would NEVER sleep with Lila ever. tbh i feel like they would develop a sibling in law funny cartoonish side kick to a depressed noir detective gimmick. frenemies till the end with NOTHING ELSE. like they both collective went "lets try to HOTWIRE THIS BRIEFCASE" they fight over the brain cell. i love their dynamic tbh and the fact that s4fucked it up UPSETS ME.

Diego becomes a little league couch and gets REALLY into it.

Lila is the mom who cheers WAY TOO LOUDLY AND SWEARS.

might even get into a fist flight.

their kids love them dearly but are also rather embarrassed to be their kids.

five gets really into scrapbooking and making greeting cards. the kids really love them and they enjoy getting them for every holiday.

five and viktor baby sit all the time and are the best babysitters. five is stone-faced and awkward at first but overtime is a very affectionate uncle.

[misterpoet333]

to flow with the ease of a gentle waterfall

every step has a purpose

each rise is a success

unaware to the demand of any polarizing currents

i am in the flow

and it takes me

where i am

📸 Diego F. Parra

https://x.com/jmadmart

[mintyisms]

The Game Grumps Play Danganronpa V3

chapter 4 starters

"It's too hard to put on a hat."

"This place reminds me of Event Horizon, my favorite rom-com."

"NOBODY ELSE GETS TO TALK ABOUT SPACE BUT ME!"

"Can we talk about this guy gate-keeping space for a minute?"

"The only time I feel like I'm going to live forever is when I'm drunk."

"Wait, is this some kind of trick? Are you going to tweet this out?"

"When I find out what it all really means, I'll still be confused."

"You're gonna die, and then everyone else is gonna die."

"I don't know, man, you're the one punching people."

"I grew up in New Jersey and I farted a lot. That's my backstory."

"When I come into a room thirty minutes from now and there's an axe buried in your head, I'll think about what a great dude you are."

"We may as well just hang here and jerk ourselves off."

"I have a feeling we're gonna be stuck in this weirdness for a long-ass time."

"Why didn't they ever check San Diego for Carmen San Diego?"

"I'm starting to think this is pseudoscience."

"Does kitten need to lap up a bowl of milk?"

"I thought she liked me liked me."

"This is big. This is really, really big. Never mind, I'm over it."

"Let's go have ourselves a snack."

"She's been dead for like...days. Gotta move on."

"Right now we have a body to stuff in a closet."

"My daughter's been barfing for quite some time."

"Don't be so hard on yourself. You've only let...six people die."

"I don't want to hold your hand."

"Maybe if you touched a butt cheek, then maybe I'd hang around."

"There's only one thing I can do: smoke weed everyday."

"Vulgar Bitch is the name of my emo band."

"Why would she go to a rooftop without her fiddle?"

"I gave myself a Brazilian."

"Why are you the first person talking to me?"

"Why does no one love you?"

"That loinclothed bear-man with the protruding navel has officially sunk into the waterfall, which means it's punishment time."

"I'm one of those freaks with two hearts behind each eye."

"Daddy's got a hard case of the whatevs."

"Just do it. Kill her."

"I'm going to be quiet for a good five minutes while I collect my thoughts."

"I've got a lady in my car."

"I'm just gonna say it: let the motherfucker burn."

"Gotta be like water, my friend. It can flow or it can crash."

"I came up with a cockamamie scheme while I was imagining driving."

"Murder's weird."

"My eyeliner is on point."

"Pull yourself together! Or die. You could also die."

"You would win an Oscar for that delivery if it was in a film."

"You can't just rely on me all the time. I suck."

"Just because she tried to kill you doesn't mean you get to insult her!"

"I do my best thinking screaming down a highway at ninety miles an hour."

"We need to know where the Froot Loops are!"

"I one million percent forgot you existed, but it's nice to see you."

"I don't have any idea how it would logically work, but what does logic have to do with anything?"

"Hear me out: I would fuck the robot chicken from Five Nights at Freddy's."

"Everyone would fuck the robot chicken from Five Nights at Freddy's."

"When you told me that Count Chocula is better than Frankenberry, that's a fucking lie."

"If you weren't on the roof then who was I making out with?"

"Why would I get emotional about my friends dying?"

"May I use my magic to check if the murderer is the murderer?"

"I don't wanna do anything. I'd rather be dead."

"Nice fart. It'd be a shame if someone sniffed it."

"I don't understand why you would hide something in your boobs. That's where people are looking all the time."

"At last, I can sit back, relax, and get murdered."

"There's a big hole in the roof. You can see every room."

"Cute outfit, bitch."

"When am I ever going to cosplay?"

"She once paralyzed me with just a touch. I miss her."

"I wasted so much free time on this guy."

"Everything's gelatinous and on fire."

"Dance, motherfucker."

[yabagofmilfs]

☕️ california!!

this is a broad question, haha. as a concept, california is elite. you want to go to the beach today? cool, see you there in 20 minutes. feel like going snowboarding? two hours to the mountains. want to go on a hike and jump off a waterfall? meet me in malibu. want to go camping or to the lake or the desert? anything you could possibly want is within a few hours drive. our food is god tier—our mexican food is untouchable of course but we also have huge korean and vietnamese communities, and also for some reason an entire city founded by danish settlers who now sell some of the best pastry in the world.

san diego, san luis obispo, and monterey are some of the most beautiful places on earth. i can’t believe i can just drive to a beautiful town and eat fresh caught fish tacos on the beach whenever i want. (why don’t i do that more often what’s wrong with me.)

on the other hand, most of our cities are not walkable, we have almost no public transportation, and we measure distance in minutes rather than miles because traffic is horrendous no matter where you’re going. rent is very high and good luck buying a house if you don’t have generational wealth on your side.

on the other other hand, we don’t have hurricanes* or tornadoes or blizzards. but we also only really have two seasons: A/C on (~april-november), and A/C off (its a good year when you don’t have to run it on christmas). we don’t have the infrastructure or quite frankly the common sense to handle rain, and we’re all resigned in a very desensitized way to probably dying when The Big One hits and we all fall into the ocean.

everywhere has its pros and cons, but they feel like pretty extreme ends of the spectrum here. it’s hard for me to imagine living anywhere else, but at the same time idk how sustainable it will be to live here much longer. :(

sorry for the long ramble, hopefully that answered your question!

[whereifindsanity]

Seljalandsfoss Waterfall in Iceland by Diego Delso.

[ometochtli2rabbit]

MAYA:

13.0.12.9.14

wuk[7] IX/B'ALAM[jaguar] - kalajun[12] UO

galactic tone: reflection/ mystic power

sun sign: jaguar/white/north

commune and give thanks to Mother Nature

NAHUA:

chicome[7] - OCELOTL [jaguar]

Centeotl | Tlazolteotl

papalotl[butterfly] | warriors of Tezcatlipoca

lord of the night: Itztli

trecena [7]: Xiuhtecuhtli

x: mahtlactli-once[11] - xocolhuetzi

"The History of Health Care in Mexico: The People's Demand for Better Health", Diego Rivera, 1953.

"Marxism Will Give Health to the Sick". Frida Kahlo, 1954.

As today is the start of Mental Health Awareness Month, here are some songs that mention health:

dead prez: Be Healthy

Quiet Riot: Metal Health (Bang Your Head)

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five: The Message

Bette Midler: I've Still Got My Health

Seal: Kiss From a Rose

Dionne Warwick: Take the Short Way Home

Ghostface Killah: Mighty Healthy

Olivia Rodrigo: good 4 u

TV on the Radio: New Health Rock

Nelly Furtado: Promiscuous

The 1975: The Sound

Taylor Swift: Picture to Burn

Lupe Fiasco: Bitch Bad

Incubus: Make Yourself

Hank Snow: Marriage Vow

Blue Oyster Cult: Stairway to the Stars

TLC: Waterfalls

Father John Misty: Mental Health

Idina Menzel: I Do

Sir Mix-A-Lot: Baby Got Back

Barbra Streisand: Clopin Clopant

Bee Gees: Voices & All by Myself

Robyn: Healthy Love

Operation Ivy: Healthy Body

Tammy Wynette: Alive and Well

Joe Jackson: Health and Safety

P!nk: Unwind

Judy Collins: Bonnie Ship the Diamond

Frank Sinatra: It's All Up to You

Halsey: Panic Attack

Red Hot Chili Peppers: Desecration Smile & Scar Tissue

Nat King Cole: I Wish You Love

"Weird" Al Yankovic: Hooked on Polkas

The Byrds: Nothing Was Delivered

Merle Haggard: I Think I'm Gonna Live Forever

Sting: Consider Me Gone

KRS-One: Health, Wealth, Self

Elvis Costello: 13 Steps Lead Down

The Hollies: Try It

Green Day: 80 & Uptight

Rolling Stones: On With the Show

Johnny and June Carter Cash: Jackson

The Animals: Going Down Slow

Sly & the Family Stone: I Hate to Love Her

Crass: Health Surface

Nirvana: Drain You

Depeche Mode: Judas

Paul McCartney and Wings: Picasso's Last Words (Drink to Me)

The Beatles: Doctor Robert & You'll Be Mine

The Kinks: National Health

Warpaint: Keep It Healthy

[djpain619]

Jörgan Brüggardson and his Dwarfen Expedition to the San Diego Zoo & Safari Park The Southlands & Beyond

(Sponsored by The Aleniheim Brewery)

~1st up we have Jörgan Brüggardson and Boris Bagger outside the gates of a massive Settlement just south of the Badlands.

~2nd we have the Expedition pictured with a massive Thunderbird Effigy near Mount Doom, where the World Edge Mountains stretch into the Southlands

~Here we see the view of the Southlands from the summit of a Mountain neighboring Mount Doom

~Here he see the Expedition in front of a massive Fanged Beast Effigy in the Land of IND.

~The Expedition infront of a Large Waterfall in IND.

~the Expedition navigating a Jungle Trail in IND

~the Expedition on a cliff face overlooking the Border of IND & Grand Cathay

IRL

Part 2

[mcckies]

*/ Heavy is the head who wears the crown.

It truly had been the best night of her life, and Valentina remembered every bit of it.

She had been gifted a Sherri Hill prom dress after modeling for them two years back for their seasonal prom edition. This one was a strapless red number that flowed down her body like a waterfall, with the tiniest of trains that kept it just elegant enough, but not so much that she was feeling like a bride - she was only seventeen, after all. And god knows the boyfriend she was going to spend the night - and weekend - with, was no husband material. Robbie was just a flavor of the month... three months. Right as prom season was starting, she managed to convince Hannah Lower - a straight-A honor roll student and Robbie's girlfriend of nine months - that he was not intellectually stimulating enough for her and the guys that she'd eventually meet at Harvard, or Yale, or wherever she was going off to, were going to be so much better suited for her.

A girl's girl, Valentina always was. So, Hannah was without a date to her senior prom and Valentina had the star pitcher of the baseball team on her arm for the night.

Much preparation had gone into this. For one, while the dress itself was in her favorite color, it was a hideous red. Too bright, without any flair to give reason to why it looked the way that it did. Their quality must have deteriorated since Valentina wore their dresses, so getting a free gift from them started to feel like an insult. But, incidentally, this was around the time that she started making clothes and fixing hers up for herself, to fit her style more. Luckily, she got it early enough for alterations. A simple see-through, dark and shiny red fabric found on an excursion out to San Diego would be the perfect edition; she even found a lip color that matched it almost perfectly. It didn't get it too dark, lest she be thought of as some new-wave goth - heaven forbid - but it toned down the harsh, Crayola red that it was and turned it into a beautiful crimson. A fix to the bodice to accentuate the not-quite-existent curves of a teenager, and Valentina had felt like an old Hollywood starlet - so naturally, her parents adored this new dress.

She had gotten ready in her mother's room, before her beautiful vanity. She and her friends took selfies on iPhones when they saw each other before the Promenade March in the park across the street from the high school, where parents lined the track to watch them go - of course, actual photographs taken by hired professionals were a must. She had lightly threatened coaxed her friends to wear colors other than red, even different from each other, for quality in the pictures. Valentina had attended a wedding at this venue the year before, and it was impressively prom-proofed for a bunch of teenagers, smoking weed in bathrooms and sneaking shooters in their bras. It was a masquerade theme, which she voted against. The masks were corny, and she didn't wear one out of protest for the whole ordeal. Her makeup was professionally done, not to be squandered and smeared by a mask that didn't even fit her face properly - her eyes had watered too much with it so close to her lashes. Every song that had played was the perfect encapsulation of the time - Katy Perry was topping the charts, and her idol, Lady Gaga, was in the DJ's constant rotation (she made sure of it, as an active member of the prom committee). Black, red, and gold balloons and floral centerpieces scattered around the room, the ceiling had built in LED lights - state of the art, for the time. The table was full of all her friends - fellow prom committee members, cheerleaders, and their sporty dates that cleaned up better than she had thought they would. She and Robbie had arrived as members of the prom court, the white satin sash was worn proudly across both of their chests that evening. Valentina even planned for a win, opting to let her hair go down naturally, long blonde "natural" waves. And when crowned, they danced to a Beyoncé song. It was as perfect as it could be for a seventeen year old.

Valentina had thought about that night a lot. It was the last glimpse of normalcy she ever received. The car crash itself, she didn't remember much about. The only reason she remembered her first night at Arcadia at all was because of how quickly she had to sober up and get help, her own injuries needing tending to. Her prom dress, shaped and altered to flatter her shape best by her own hand, her most proudest achievement of the time, could never be worn again, stained by the chest and tainted by the memory. Tiny pieces of it had since been cut up and fashioned into accessories constantly worn for her, just to hold on to that little something. Those times when she wanted to be alone, without the threat of someone walking in for some stupid prayer, she would venture out to the BMW still wrapped around the tree, off a path in the woods, crawled into its backseat, and let her tears fall. It was dusted, rusty from years of rain and overgrown with weeds on the sides, but it was a much needed time capsule for a girl stuck in the past, an expert at longing for the world that had continued on without her.

This was, by no means, the life meant to be had for a girl who had such promise. Who was on top of her world ten years ago. How dare she had to go through it so alone.

She had fared well after the storm, which was surprising for a Los Angeles expat, but this wasn't her first Arcadian winter. Insulation and sound-proofing had occurred almost immediately, when she heard taunting voices of her friends outside, trying to get her to come out and dance. Valentina could even remember seeing them in prom dresses and tuxes, projections of her own memory onto these foul creatures. It was decided back then that couldn't continue to bother her, the first major push towards renovation. Now, though, she had been well used to it all, protected by her shields of fabric.

Should've been, rather.

Valentina didn't dream very often anymore. Not even nightmares, as if her body knew the constant stress of living in this place necessitated actual rest, nothing foolish going on in her subconscious. So, yes, it was quite unusual to find herself in this horrible room, with smoke burning her lungs (not even in the fun cigarette way) and a face she had actively avoided thinking about for years staring back at her: Robbie's. It was how she remembered him, too - scraped and bloodied from being dragged through the streets by those creatures that ruled the night outside their doors. Pieces of his cheek were hanging off, exposing his perfectly preserved teeth. His left eye wasn't there anymore, a gaping black hole, the right one that beautiful baby blue she had remembered it being. Blood matted his wavy brown hair, interrupting the overused gel. She could still smell his father's cologne that he had borrowed. The crown he had put on wrong, a joke to poke harmless fun, the points facing down, sat lopsided where it had been before. At least this time, he had all of his limbs, but that PROM KING satin stash was stained red - funny, it almost matched her prom dress more than his tie did.

It sent her reeling all through the next day, along with those chilling, prophetic words spoken, and Valentina was too shaken up to talk to anyone. She had seen the worst of a lot of people in this place, but she held herself up to a different standard. Desperate to cling on to the notion that normalcy, in some value, was possible, she opted to keep to herself all day. She hardly drank water, and didn't eat much - a few apples throughout the day, and that would have to do. When night came, she wanted nothing more than to go back to the typical dreamless sleeps she always had, and her perfected (adjusted) night routine over the last decade was done without incident. This time, though, it took her way too long to fall asleep.

Robbie came again. Exactly how before. He was just starting to grow into his father's jawline, and she could see it now that he was so much closer to him. Once upon a time, she had considered having real feelings for him. This animated husk of his was not the friendly face she remembered, the small gap between his two front teeth no longer endearing, but morphed into a menacing sneer. His breath smelled of rot and decay, even if his body was fresh. I grow until the day I die, You've seen me once, if you don't see me now you won't survive. It was complete nonsense to Valentina, who could barely focus on anything except the thought of what he might have looked like now, if he got the chance to grow up into the man he was meant to be. Her voice trembled when she spoke: "I don't know what that means," with a sudden surge of fear and inadequacy at admitting as much, and cracked lips dragged across bloodied teeth in a wide - too wide - smile.

Slowly, he took off the crown, that upside down marking of a king, he still wore on his head, and placed it on top of hers - gently, at first, until she started feeling scrapes where there shouldn't be, through her hair and down to her scalp. It stung, then it burned. She couldn't move her hands - shackled above her, again, and could only cry out in pain as Robbie pushed the sharp points of the crown into her.

Valentina woke with a start and a gasp, sitting up immediately and yanking her makeshift sleeping mask off from her eyes. As she caught her breath, she felt a slimy wetness in her hands. The mask, though red, was sticky with blood, that had seeped its way into the creases of her fingers. She felt it after that - the slow drip coming from the crown of her hair, through the blonde, one tracing the side of her nose. Delicate touches revealed even more blood on her hands, feeling the small slices into her skin, evenly distributed all around her hairline.

"Heavy is the head."

It was a raspy whisper, and it sure didn't come from her. She turned to her left, her peripherals betraying her before she totally moved. It was Robbie - dream Robbie, the dead king, laying in her bed with an easy smile on his face. Valentina turned away, her eyes squeezed shut and she began to count... 1... 2... 3... This couldn't be real.

When she opened them, his grinning face was all she could see, inches from hers.

All she could do was scream.

And scream.

And scream.

[loudlyhappycupcake]

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@homuncvlus

[5iceroy]

✔️ vegas weekend !!!

it was rlly fun but also sad that i literally did nothing i was recced from the nevada locals (sorry buddies i’ll hit em up next time thank u again for being so thoughtful w ur recs, groups j have their way of metastasizing 😖🤞) buttttt we went to hakkasan, Xs, the m&m and coke store, new york new york, the williams fan zone (didnt get anyth), walked around mgm grand and south point, ate at prosecco’s, dicked around the hotel pool (they had a waterfall!)… ermm plus some other stuff i cant rmb off the top of my head! 😁👍

photos: some cocktails we got, miss liberty herself, this random guy waving around the new zealand flag at the club? for some reason? OH also there was this guy doin a mean dougie but he stopped the second i tried to capture his excellent performance :( and me on the right w the bday girl!!

thoughts on the gp: traffic was honestly not that bad? like, ubers were 38 and 6 people was 57 was tbh that’s regular san diego prices so 💀 fuck it we ball 💀 the sphere was SO funny lol and once u got close being able to hear the cars driving by was so surreal (mb im easily impressed 😭) tons of people in merch and everyone was nice :] too bad ab free practice but im happy quali n race day were still ok 🤞 ermmm ok thats all 🤓👍