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i’m so genuinely lucky to be dumb as hammers. the simplest things bring me joy. i’ve had several fits of passionate laughing out loud today because i can’t stop thinking of the phrase “one william dollars”

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My favorite emoji expression me and my friends came up with is "throwing rocks at it"

Basically if you ever see or hear something that displeases you, You go like this:

🫳🪨

🫳🪨🪨🪨🪨🪨🪨

☺️🫳🪨🪨🪨

So on and so forth. But also if something is beautiful or true you throw lotus.

🫳🪷🪷🪷

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do not go gentle into that good night

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i hate being the bigger person why cant i say why are you being mean to me and burst into tears dramatically

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(flirting) i could be your loser boyfriend. you ever fucking thought about that??

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“Unable to reblog this post.” tch… i didnt think it was that good of a post anyways…

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I was at a bookstore looking through the art section and I saw a spine that said The Camden Town Nudes which was interesting because this didn’t seem like the bookstore where I would ever find something like that and I wanted to have a casual look but like. This also wasn’t exactly the bookstore where you felt like you could look at naked pictures let alone just suggestive paintings of them, it’s a really small shop as well, so I was like right I’ll just take a quick peek, I’m an art student, I love history, maybe I’ll buy it. I looked both ways and saw the shopkeep had left momentarily and no one was about, so I opened it and found it was an entire book featuring nude Edwardian women all painted by Walter Sickert between 1905-1912 and it was actually quite a revolutionary set of paintings for its time given that it featured very raw depictions of working class nude women in dark London instead of the elegant, white bedsheet clad, Demure middle and upper class women usually depicted.

And of course RIGHT as I flip to this lady’s boobs practically taking up an entire double page spread, every customer in a 5 mile radius appeared from around the corners of the shelf including the shopkeep and immediately regressing to a wet, pathetic Edwardian man from 1908, startled, I dropped the large book which caused a giant SLAP on the floor in this already silent store thus causing all patrons to look down at me scrambling on my knees to close a giant book of Edwardian boobs and let me tell you it would not have been nearly as funny had I not immediately felt like some Edwardian local pervert who just tried to sneak a cheeky peek at the erotic book in the bookstore only to drop it dramatically causing a scene, red up to his ears trying to shove it back on the shelf. Like such a casual and normal thing in modern day but looking at Edwardian women suddenly turned it into this egregious act as I apparently became possessed by the spirit of a moustached man in a bowler hat and morning coat going Good Heavens I mustn’t gaze upon these images in public lest the constable haul me away!

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it’s cheaper to buy vegetables here

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Katja Kemnitz: Too Much Love (2014) a photoseries by katja kemnitz that shows how kids "overuse" toys and plushies. the series captures images of the plushies when brand new and after endless hours of being loved and used.

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started reading princess jellyfish 

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ughhh fine *experiences emotional growth*

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Mayeem’s little theatre

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faithful lamb

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listen i've had to read a hundred other posts with hyperbole and metaphor today and i'm not in the fucking mood

I'll have my butler show you the door