i’d like to make it clear that being well-read and having dumb bitch energy aren’t mutually exclusive. can i give you an in-depth analysis of an academic article? yeah. am i still a dumb bitch? yeah and proud
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🍂*wakes up and stretches realizing my new form*🍂
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In the same vein of cave paintings having children’s handprints higher than their height suggesting them being lifted up or sitting on the shoulders of adults, there’s footprints in Australia dating to the Ice Age showing a group of adults and children walking to a body a water, and one child breaking away from the group to seemingly skip in a wavy path until rejoining the group
This is like 20 thousand years ago! And the joy and happiness of going to water made this child playfully skip along! It’s universal! Dancing their way back to their family!
In a language we will never hear, a culture we’ll never know, with thoughts and ideas we can only imagine! There are millennia of untold moments of happiness, of human connection and warmth that are gone forever. But they still happened! Did that family even notice the tracks they left? How could they have known that that one day their impossibly distant descendants would be able to see the imprints they made?
Another set of tracks in the same area shows three men hunting a giant kangaroo, running at incredible speeds, but one of them had only one foot! They jumped along on one foot, every so often an imprint from a stick appearing. How did they lose their limb? An accident? A fight? A predator? Was it completely gone or maimed? Was it from birth? Either way this person was cared for by their family and was able to heal and participate fully in life! They most likely felt grief when their family member lost the use of their limb! Who cared for them? Who gave them the stick to help them walk? What kind of joy did their family feel when they made a recovery? Did someone shape and carve the stick? They certainly worked all of their other wooden tools, something as essential that would have been too.
This was during the ice age when Australia became a brutally cold, dry desert. Their entire food system had to change. By all indications it should have been a stark and difficult life of little resources. But no! They worked together! They looked after their wounded and sick! The speed that these hunters were running at was incredible and means they were well fed and healthy! A millennia of helping one another and caring for one another and all we can get are tiny glimpses of these moments did they catch the kangaroo did they laugh and congratulate each other when they did how happy were they to bring it back to their families I just
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i hate applying for jobs because the employers are always like: do you enjoy working in a stressful environment???? do you strive for unobtainable standards of perfection???? are you good at dealing with people that make you feel extremely uncomfortable??? do you mind losing real hours of your life in order to make minimum wage?? are you a fan of capitalism??? do you love selling your soul just so you can afford to live???
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I’ve been quite busy with work lately, so I’m slowly getting back into drawing for my own projects ! Here are some fantasy girls ✨
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Chloé Zhao, who just won an Oscar for best director, writes fanfiction.
That's the kind of validation I needed in my life. Thank you, ma'am.
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early homo sapiens b like help i cant stop making bowls . help i cant stop domesticating plants and animals. help i cant stop developing language and architecture and religion
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ikea is honestly so sick and twisted for making those tiny fake apartments. like. ok. maybe I will walk around and daydream. fuck u.
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Working in food service is so surreal because like... nothing I do for people is anywhere close to life and death, but some customers absolutely act as though it is. I look a woman dead in the eye and solemnly inform her that unfortunately we are out of oat milk, and I see her heart shatter in front of me, right there at the bakery counter at 8 in the morning. I feel like a handsome TV surgeon informing someone that their beloved fiancée died on the table. He’s gone... I’m so sorry. We lost him. We are out of oat milk
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one word ideas for when you’re feeling stuck
aeipathy (n.) - an enduring and consuming passion
aleatory (n.) - relying on chance or an uncontrolled element in the details of life or in the creation of art
alharaca (spanish, n.) - an extraordinary or violent emotional reaction to a small issue
anacampserote (n.) - something that can bring back a lost love
antiscians (n.) - people who live on opposite sides the world, “whose shadows at noon are cast in opposite directions”
áoyè // 熬夜 (chinese, n.) - to pull an all-nighter
appetence (n.) - an eager desire, an instinctive inclination; an attraction or a natural bond
aranyhíd (hungarian, n) - “the golden bridge”; the reflection of the sun as it shines on water
aspectabund (adj.) - letting or being able to let expressive emotion show easily through one’s face and eyes
asterismos (n.) - “marking with stars”; a word that gives weight or draws attention to the words that follow
aswium // 아쉬움 (korean, n.) - the mingled feeling of disappointment, frustration, and regret that results from an unsatisfactory situation
atermoiements (french, n.) - distractions or hesitations leading to procrastination
avos’ // авось (russian, n.) - blind trust in sheer luck
balter (v.) - to dance artlessly, without particular grace or skill but usually with enjoyment
basorexia (n.) - the overwhelming desire to kiss
bilita mpash (bantu, n.) - the opposite of a nightmare; not merely a good dream, but a blissful state where all is forgiven and forgotten
brontide (n.) - the low rumble of distant thunder
brumous (adj.) - of grey skies and winter days; filled with heavy clouds or fog
b’shirt // באשַערט (yiddish, n.) - “destiny”; referring to the seeking of a person who will complement you and whom you will complement perfectly
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Romeo and Juliet by Antonio Frilli (1860-1902)
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he was fearless. and crazier than her. he was her himbo. and god help anyone who dared to disrespect her himbo
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idk if this is a post already but rb and tag what’s in your go-to bag for leaving the house
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gender can change but eldest daughter syndrome is forever
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can’t stop thinking about my ocs. listening to music? thinking about my ocs. doing shit around the house? thinking about my ocs. driving somewhere? thinking about my ocs. workin on something? thinking about my ocs.
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