teaboot:

teaboot:

things and concepts and ideas exist espite being beyond my comprehension and I know that this is true because some people take the mufflers off their cars to make them louder on purpose and then rev them up at 2 in the morning in a residential area

I don’t understand how a god could exist but I also don’t understand why anyone would buy a fake service dog harness online and then let their untrained little bastard animal shit on the floor at the mall and one of those things I have seen with my own two eyes so damn, maybe Bigfoot rides the bus, what do I know

marlynnofmany:

wyomingnot:

entheognosis:

“The oldest olive tree in the world located on the island of Crete. It is estimated to be as over 3,000 years old and still produces olives.”

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gotta share @telesilla’s tags -

#that was (give or take) around the time of the bronze age collapse #crete was no longer a major player #and the known world was kinda in turmoil #and yet someone planted an olive tree #i’m not saying there’s a direct parallel #but you know…systemic collapse thanks to many things including climate change #and it sucked for a lot of people #but they still needed olive oil #and idk man…maybe plant a tree #because the world has ended so many times #but the tree is still here #and so are we

the world has ended so many times
but the tree is still here
and so are we

c-53:

When I offer a bag to a customer they usually say like ‘if you have one, that would be great’ and I’m always struck by how bizarre of an offer it would be if I didn’t have one. Like.

“Do you want a bag?”

“Yes, if you have one, that would be great :)”

“I don’t. How does it feel to want :)”

redjennies:

love how if you marry Abigail, her 14 heart event is about her having to save you from a monster and feeling some sort of quiet but life changing guilt about taking a life for the first time and she insists on burying it and if you go by the grave later you get a message about how she had to take a life to save yours and you will never forget that.

but if you marry Sebastian, he’ll just be hanging out in the kitchen one morning and be like “hey, couldn’t sleep last night so I went for a walk through the mines and got this for you” and hand you void essence which you can only get in the mines by going down to the 80+ levels and killing Shadow People, which are sapient people that can talk and have their own culture and customs and shit, and this is a Perfectly Normal morning you can have.

thats-no-moon-lesbian:

Gotta say my favorite moment from the Hozier concert was him saying “I almost cracked up at the beginning of that song. There’s a person in the front row wearing a shirt that says ‘Hozier? I hardly know her!’” and then once the laughter died down, “Now I’m going to lighten the mood a little with a song about hitting an animal with your car”

godtrauma:

the man who owns and runs the thai restaurant in my town knows me by name. he is one of the kindest and most thoughtful men i know. i started ordering from his place back in january, which was when i got my fibromyalgia diagnosis. back then i was using a walker, had limited mobility in my entire body but especially my hands, and was very visibly in pain. i always ordered the same thing: yellow curry with no meat, potatoes and carrots only (i have texture and other dietary issues). he always made it a point to make sure i could get out the door and carry the food safely. he had his workers package the food so that it was easier for me to open. as i kept coming back and i told him a little bit about my health status, he would always encourage me to keep going. he told me about how the spices he used were good for inflammation and began to edit the recipe just for me so that spices that were even better for fighting inflammation were used. he’d give me extra portions and despite the fact that i would tip every time, i realized later that he never charged my card for them. as time went on and my condition began to get better, he would make encouraging remarks and tell me how happy he was for me. the day i came in without my walker, he practically jumped for joy, and despite my insistence, he gave me my meal for free that day. i continue to make progress with my conditions and i continue to go to the thai place. this man who does not know me personally and who i hardly know anything about is one of my favorite people. it’s interactions with humans like these that make loving life easier. and his curry really does help my chronic condition. it’s comfort food taken to the next level.