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It makes me happy when they listen

the suffering never ends

Palazzo Davanzati, Florence, Italy. 14th century.

very good things

when i look at my dog and exclaim “kisses you!” and she comes over so I can give her a kiss on the face

when i look at my dog and exclaim “kisses me?” and her tail goes ballistic as she smooches my face ecstatically 

my dog

Vampire cat

June 2021 Illustrations ヽ(• ‿ •)ノ

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

hot croc bun

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oh snap

He is actually a deer

I don’t know who made this artwork, but I feel need to share it since this is an incredibly important and dire situation! Ms. Marvel, Spider-Man, Nova & Snowguard all speak the truth here! Call for a ceasefire immediately! Free Palestine and end the Israeli apartheid & genocide in Gaza now! Palestinian rights are human rights and collective punishment is a war crime!

Pocketful of Stars

I carry a container full of stars in my pocket.

I hand them out to cashiers as the card processes. Like a little crow handing out shinies. Never know who needs a star to make their day.

Once while in the mall, I passed a perfume counter with a girl with sad eyes. I paused. No transaction. No reason to stop to interact, but those dark sad eyes.

I walk back and hold out the container, tiny knickknacks tinkling in the motion.

“Hello, would you like a star?”. It’s awkward. But very little grace is needed to offer something pretty and shiny.

“Why?” Her response is unexpected. Intense. Shocked. Staring with import at the container.

“Just a cute thing I do. Never know who needs a star.”

I feel sheepish. Usually it’s a quick interaction, a star offered as a receipt is passed. Too quick to process the idiosyncrasy of the moment. Too sudden to not be excited for a cheap little star made out of stone.

“My best friend just died.”

Her face is lowered, sad eyes looking at the stars in the myriad of hues.

“She had an entire sleeve of stars. Tattooed all up her arm…”. She traced an invisible path on her skin with delicate fingers.

She looked at those stars and the strange giver with significance. She chose her star of onyx and asked for a hug, happily given.

Coincidence. Miracle. Serendipity. Mundane magic. Whatever it was.

You never know who needs a star.

(source)

btw you will miss this in 5 or 10 years. memory will smooth these circumstances down like a river stone, and you will find yourself longing for a shade of light or a moment of this particular innocence. you don't know about what happens next, and one day that will be the most alluring thing of all. don't leave it all for nostalgia. have a nice night now, whatever night it happens to be.

Merry 2000 Trained Rats, everybody

Today is Saturday, December 28, at 12:00 AM.

At this time, as winter sets in, the weather here is extremely cold, and the fierce winds have torn apart thousands of tents. We lack even the most basic means of warmth — no winter clothing, no blankets to shield us from the bitter cold. The adults shiver from the freezing temperatures; imagine what the children endure.

While families gather during these moments around dining tables filled with delicious food, sharing conversations and laughter, we are suffering here. And while others sit by heaters telling stories to their children, we are simply struggling to survive, desperately trying to keep our children and ourselves warm.

Do not forget Gaza, do not forget us.

Every donation, no matter how small, can save a family from perishing due to hunger and cold. Please, help us survive.

We are approaching our short-term goal of 70,000 before the end of this year, so I ask everyone who will participate to donate I really need your full help this time so donate as much as you can.

Donate here.

What do you want trolls 4 to be about

I physically, mentally, psychologically and spiritually need Trolls 4 to have something to do Branch and Poppy's wedding.

Picture with me the opening scene is what looks like your average Branch and Poppy date, but Branch is extra nervous for some reason???? 🤔 I wonder why?

He starts a speech of "Poppy, we've known each other a long time...."

Buuuut what WE see are his brothers and Viva and the Snack Pack all doing everything in their power to stop anything from ruining the proposal.

Like random Trolls and snakes and stuff are JUST about to interrupt the proposal.

Floyd and Smidge coordinating defenses with binoculars.

Clay using sticky hands to stop Cooper from barging in.

Viva chloforming someone (maybe Creek 😁) and yeets them into a bush.

Bruce and his kids rerouting some loud partygoer Trolls.

JD full on wrestling a snake. 🐍

And Branch finally gets down on one knee with a ring box.

Poppy says "Stop!"

And everyone freezes, the brothers, the Snack Pack, even the snake stops in shock.

Branch 😨

Then Poppy pulls out her own ring box. 💍

She was proposing as well.

Yay! They both say yes and they celebrate.

Then the whole movie is just a disaster after disaster and setback after setback for wedding preparation.

Maybe some villain is sabotaging the wedding??? 🤔

Amir and his family have been displaced 7 times since this war began, and are under threat of being displaced again. Two days ago Israeli planes dropped leaflets over their camp saying they would be bombing the area. It is already incredibly difficult to live in these conditions even without the threat of being bombed. Please help Amir and his family by donating so they can continue purchasing basic necessities for their family! (verified, #174)

https://www.gofundme.com/f/wyuehr-trapped-family-in-gaza-appeals-for-help-to-survive

The heartbreak heard around the world lol

Something I need to be reminded of often. Yes, I'm very lazy and also have executive problems up the wazoo (the difference? laziness is fun), but the cultural expectation of being productive every waking moment isn't healthy either. And the business of feeding ourselves is especially fraught these days.

Cinnamon and sugar puff pretzels

Photo by S. Sedler (1979)

I WANT TO READ ALL THE BOOKS, STUDY ALL THE LANGUAGES, ADMIRE ALL THE ART... BUT I AM JUST SO TIRED!!!

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