"Likes"
Things I've "liked" as a way of saving for future reference, because I don't like them enough to reblog, because I like them a lot but don't want them on my primary (porn themed) tumblr, etc.
Content not consistent or quality filtered.
Tonight I bought a “towel treat” because fuck you.
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(Source: madelinepoolenails, via lilacphosphorate)
Saturday died in my arms last night. yesterday i had a feeling it would be that day. i just had a feeling. i have never watched something die before. he wouldn’t eat or drink and just wanted to snuggle, and as soon as he stopped breathing, his teeth clenched and his entire body went stiff. i was really confused and am really fucking sad. he had a nice last day, though. after i came home from the darkroom my dad and i gave him a warm bath in the backyard while he nibbled on apples. then i wrapped him up in a little towel burrito and we walked all around the neighborhood and it sounds stupid but i just showed him all these flowers, because i thought maybe he, in his lil rabbit brain, would think they were really pretty or something. i think he did. and i talked to him a lot yesterday, more than usual. told him about when i first met him, told him about a bunch of nice times we’d had together in case he’d forgotten in his old age. i sound retarded being this sentimental about a rabbit but honestly he was one of my best friends. and when someone or something is there almost your whole life, whether it’s a person, or an animal, or even something dumb like a table or a blanket, you feel it when it leaves. i suppose it was time. but it doesn’t make it easier. he has been there almost my whole life. (14 years! he was insane) it’s crazy. fuck. loved that little buddy. so fucking much.
(Source: oliviab33.blogspot.com, via -shrooms)
Floating portable treehouses offer alternative to tents
From the U.K. comes the Tentsile, a tent/hammock hybrid that allows wilderness adventurers — and backyard campers — to socialize and sleep high above the ground safe from snakes.
life:
A little girl receiving tests gazes into pool containing baby ducks — an early use of animals as part of medical therapy, 1956.
(see more photos here)
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Artist suspends real clouds in the middle of the room
good:
This is not a fluffy mass of cotton strung up in a room. It’s an actual, man-made cloud.
That’s not photoshop; that’s an actual cloud hovering inside an actual room. Artist Berndnaut Smilde merges art and science to create small man-made clouds that exist — albeit for just a moment — indoors.
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(via poptech)
(Source: blasphemies)