well hello there

beach boys… city girls… mountain goats…

days don’t have to be great to be good days. good days can be calm and relatively uneventful, a small rest from seemingly longer days. those are the ones i find myself overlooking and then missing. there were days when i tasted really good fresh fruit or bought a happy little bee plant or took a nice nap or had lunch outside under the sun. those were good days i should have given more credit.

Smtimes your house is haunted because there's a ghost sometimes your house is haunted because you miss grandma and your mom misses her even more sometimes your house is haunted because the subtext of how the last owners decorated rubs you wrong way sometimes your house is haunted because you've sublimated the fact that you didn't want to move in the first place and Sometimes your house is haunted because there's a carbon monoxide leak. Lots of options.

ITS MARCH YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS

[image description: the first image is the painting "the death of caesar" by jean-léon gérôme. it depicts a crowd of roman senators raising their swords as caesar shrinks back against a wall. the second image is a screenshot from phineas and ferb. ferb is wearing a plumed knight's helmet and wielding a mace in one hand. phineas is holding out a cautious hand and saying, "Not yet, Ferb," as he looks up. end image description.]

Can we talk about how a seriously concerning number of people are drawn to social justice not out of the goodness of their hearts but because there are prevalent circles within the social justice community that actively reward and encourage behavior that is nearly indiscernible from bullying and harassment with reassurance that it's the 'right and just' kind?

these tags r too accurate to not include

Hope you don't mind that I included your tags, I've seen this exact thing. I've even been on the receiving end of this stuff just for refusing to go along with callout post culture.

Had a dream that tumblr came up with a new creature called Greachur and it looked like this

brother of the alot

upon further research:

i had a dream a while ago of a very tall, long-legged creature with a thin, grey fur coat. it didn't have any horns and it was like double the height of a semi, but this post reminded me of that

like this?

Posts from a split second in the future

Drew the things

Greachur doodles

Spring by Oleksandr Hubarev, 1967

2023

LOCATE THE WHIMSY

IF NONE, CREATE THE WHIMSY

MAINTAIN THE WHIMSY

one thing about orpheus and eurydice is you guys are all like “i’m different i wouldnt turn to look at her” because you are all familiar with the story of orpheus and eurydice. but orpheus wasnt familiar with the story because he was in it lol.

“i wouldn’t look back bc logically if she’s not there it wouldnt help to look and if she is there looking back would cause me to lose her” cool so has love never made you stupid and insane

another thing thats interesting is i think most people assume its a walk of reasonably short length that you have to resist looking back. but we dont know how long that walk was. its out of the underworld, time could work very differently. could be days. could be months. could you walk for months without looking back to see if your love is okay? i dont think you could

exactly. like oh you’re not going to look back? have you never lost a love? there is so much looking back.

okay i ruined your life but did you not have fun? exactly relax

sorry to reblog a post from like 2015, random tumblr user, but your reblog is the last one without that annoying fucking comment

man weed tastes so spicy

what’s man weed?

nothing much, how about you?

i hate when white women post their fancy ugly cupcakes with hardened unappetizing frosting that looks like shit with a pale pink filter over it and the camera focused on the cupcakes with the clear white background blurred go to hell

that is a lot of anger over some cupcakes bro

you’re unlovable