my nostalgia for circa 2010 club music is hysterical to me. i was not at “the club” in two thousand and ten, i was at home on the family computer singing along to “like a G6” as if i wasn’t in the G6th fucking grade
this is where i was popping bottles in the ice like a blizzard

tumblr i’m begging you please let me reblog the big tiddy coffin
tumblr i’m begging
you please let me reblog the
big tiddy coffin
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

Okay, I was just going to reblog this without commentary, but I can’t keep this to myself. I’m a PhD student in environmental science and this is my fucking highway.
The first published study about climate change (that I am aware of– feel free to point out if there’s an older one) is an 1896 paper by Svante Arrhenius. He pointed out the link between the greenhouse effect and changes in atmospheric CO2.
Plate tectonics, which the geoscience community now recognizes as near indisputable, was a fringe theory until about the 1960s.
Just in case anyone thought that climate change was a “recent fad” in research.
I could get over anything as long as I have something new to be obsessed with
girls when they don’t have a new obsession that helps them dissociate from their problems and they’re actually forced to face their thoughts
卓越したボディコントロール Σ(゚Д゚) スッゲ!
Body control of a horse archerpeople really believe this? that’s obviously a human archer
what do you think
Trampoline
Obsessed with authors like Naomi Novik whose books always seem to say “no, fuck that, there is another way than cruelty, and we do have a choice to be decent, and not choosing it isn’t a burden but a cop out.”
Authors like Neil Gaiman whose books seem to say “we are all simply human, and that is so valuable. This world is worth more because we are in it, when we choose to notice and care”
Authors like Brandon Sanderson whose books say “We are all a little broken, and there is strength in not turning away from us, and there is pain in healing but there is also strength and hope.”
Seriously, these folks do more for my faith and hope in this life than any religion ever has. I don’t have the words to describe it yet but just. Warm cup of apple cider held close to the chest on cold autumn night?? That’s the best I got
Me: huh why is this blowing up again???
catherine tate rocking up to doctor who with a background in sketch comedy and knowing literally nothing about the show; giving one of the most nuanced, tragic performances in the entirety of sci-fi history; and then dipping after one season with an absolutely horrifically devastating character ending is icon behavior i don’t make the rules
imagine being married to this woman and fucking it up so badly i’d literally die for her