Pizza is Fabulous

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

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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lotrmusical

never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱

lotrmusical

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the reviews are in... glad everyone's enjoying song of the worm

[id: tumblr tags reading 'dude This Fucking Rules', 'holy fucking shit! that was legit so cool?', 'holy shit that is fucking metal', 'oh this fucks severely', 'yeah no this fucking SLAPS', 'yo this RULES']

wilwheaton

Holy fucking shit this is one of the most incredible things I have ever read.

I am dead serious. I PROMISE you that you want to read this, and you're going to immediately send it to all your weird friends who you also know will love it.

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charlesoberonn

Roman marble 🤝 Blobfish

Being seen in pop culture as the damaged version of yourself rather than how you looked like in your original environment

charlesoberonn

For context: Roman marble (both statues and architecture) was originally painted. But people think it's pure white because that's what remains of it after centuries of the color fading. To the point that later art and architecture mimicking the Roman/Greek style are also pure white.

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Similarly, blobfish are known (and named after) for what they look like on the surface. This look is the result of the damage caused by the rapid depressurization of moving them from their home 1000m underwater.

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brawltogethernow

watching ML season 1: Chat Noir gets mind controlled so often it walks the line between repetitive and memetic. This is either lazy writing or a ploy to keep the show's focus on girl power.... Either way another whimsical entry in the unintentional children's show fridge horror category.
watching ML season 5: Oh, The Catboy Is Mind Control Themed.

brawltogethernow

At this point you could say that Adrien caused both his parents' deaths, but really they both used him as an instrument upon which to kill themselves, like an inanimate object. No agency on his part whatsoever. The family knife.

brawltogethernow

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You Guys Should Catch Up.

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teaboot

On of the less intuitive things about love, I've found, of any kind, is the importance of needing things.

I didn't realize it until recently, but I've always seen love as something requiring sacrifice, selflessness, patience, and generosity- to ask for nothing is to be the best person I can be, small and quiet and never in the way, always happy and helpful, self-sufficient and present when desired.

It's only as an adult, now, that I'm beginning to see the selfishness of wanting nothing.

I cut my friend's hair in my kitchen the other day. They wanted a trim and I had the skills, so I offered, and was genuinely excited when they stopped hesitating over "bothering me" and took me up on it. It was a peaceful afternoon, and we had tea and chatted for an hour or more.

My brother and I shared popcorn at the movies a while ago. When I came time to pay, I pulled my card out like a wild western sheriff and slapped it on the machine before he could fight me for it first. The satisfaction was delightful.

Someone called me crying on the phone the other day. Kept apologizing for disturbing me at work, talking about how they were bothering me on my lunch break. I was telling the truth when I told them that really, I was flattered and honored and relieved, knowing that if they were hurting I would know, that I didn't have to worry in silence. It felt good to hear them slowly come down, and to know that they knew it would be better soon, and to hear them laugh wetly on the other end. We're getting together for a visit next week.

It's hard to need things, if you've trained yourself not to. It's hard to want things, when you don't know how to want anymore. Trusting people is difficult, and so is relying on them, but I don't know where I'd be without the people who rely on me.

I've heard a lot of people say, "Nobody will love you unless you love yourself". I've had a lot of thoughts about it. It's not right, but it's not wrong, either, I think.

"Nobody will love you unless you love yourself"... I've always taken that to mean, "You will not be lovable until you develop a positive view of yourself as a person".

Now, I think it's sort of inside-out.

"Nobody will love you unless you love yourself"... because nobody can show their love to you in a way that you can accept until you treat yourself kindly, and learn what you need, and what you want, and how to ask for it, and then give that vulnerability away.

Love, for me, is someone I ask for a ride to the airport. Whether they end up doing this or not is irrelevant.

It's not needy, or selfish, or taking up energy. It's giving the gift of being wanted, and needed, and thought of. It's giving someone the security of being part of someone's life.

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brown-little-robin

it's kinda comforting to me when my friends are a little annoying or longwinded or abrasive or tired and inarticulate, or they don't do the exact politest thing in every interaction, and stuff, because I know I'm sometimes annoying, or take up a more than my share of conversational space, or forget to ask them questions, etc etc, and... like, I'm always working to be nice to my friends and to get better and better at friend-ing, but it just makes me feel more human about it :}

anyway I love you friends plz know I'm not counting, in fact I feel great affection toward you even (especially) when conversations go less than Perfectly Ideal

saulwexler

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I'm not proud to say it but this line from a 60 year old detective novel made me re-think some things about friendship

hanicchy

[ID: Text that reads, “You can be at ease only with those people to whom you can say any damn fool thing that comes into your head, knowing they will respond in kind, and knowing that any misunderstandings will be thrashed out right now, rather than buried deep and given a chance to fester.” End ID]