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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
blurrymango
oldwomanyaoi

i hate the “on average a user only sees 25 posts per session so they have to be good and varied” bullshit on that staff post. if i open tumblr and the 25 posts i see are nothing but a single mutual mass reblogging their favourite thing that i couldn’t care less about. well. that’s what i enjoy

snazzy-hats-and-adhd

If my beloved mutual needed to reblog a thing 25 times then by all things sacred I am going to read it once and then scroll past it 24 times as they intended me to!

garnetrena
zonaisona

as a kid i had one of those “there’s a monster under my bed” moments except real.

every night i would cry about a ghost or something trying to scare me by knocking on my bedroom windows and walls. like, really loudly, every hour or so, every night. only at night. so my dad was like “heh okay kiddo let’s check it out :) ah see? there’s nothing here :)” and left.

until years later he admitted to me that he did in fact hear the unexplainable knocking when he slept in that room one night, and it kept him awake with fear. and suddenly felt awful for not believing little kid me.

zonaisona

imagine your kid being like “daddy there’s a demon in my closet” and you being like ok son lemme just check that for you :). and you open the door and there’s a demon in the closet

zonaisona

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WHAT

criku
systlin

But seriously, when we got our property, it was all just…grass. A sterile grass moonscape, like a billion other yards. With two big old maple trees. Just grass and maples, that was it. 

But then I got my grubby little paws on it, and I immediately stopped fertilizing, spraying, and bagging up grass clippings and leaves. I ripped up sod and put in flowers and vegetables. I put down nice thick blankets of mulch around the flowers and vegetables. 

When I first was sweating my way through stripping sod, I saw a grand total of 1 worm and 0 ladybugs. The ground was compacted into something that would bend shovel blades. 

Now, six years later, I can’t dig a planting hole without turning up fourteen earthworms, and there are so many ladybugs here. Not the invasive asian lady beetles; native ladybugs. They winter over in the mulch and in the brush pile. I see thousands of them. 

The soil is soft and rich. There are birds that come to eat, and bees of many sorts.

Like this is something that you, yourself, can absolutely change. This is something that you, personally, can make a difference in.

systlin

Like, last year I watched no fewer than twenty-nine monarch caterpillars grow up on my milkweed and fly away as butterflies. I watched swallowtails and moths grow. There are hummingbirds fighting over flowers now.

I did that. Me. You can do the same.

flamingbluepanda

Is this post about making a garden or beating depression

systlin

As someone with clinically diagnosed anxiety and depression;

Yes.

derinthescarletpescatarian
derinthescarletpescatarian

If Furbies were invented today they'd take video and audio of kids' bedrooms and send the data off to train algorithms on object recognition and also be stripped down to data sellable to advertisers to sell garbage to the kids better and some fucker would get arrested for hacking the database and using the video footage to steal bank details from people using them as fun office mascots

derinthescarletpescatarian

#that you for somehow making furbies MORE terrifying#thanks i hate it

Furbies walked around in the darkness while you slept so that Alexa could run straight to the pigs with your data

thewelllitweenie

That's just an alexa with a teddy bear on top.

derinthescarletpescatarian

Amazing that Amazon or Google haven't marketed that yet

outlaw-monarch

STOP GIVING THEM IDEAS PLS.

derinthescarletpescatarian

If I can randomly post about it after too many limoncellos, they've already thought of it.