you might think every day in november is just a day in november. however, there are some days in november that are significantly More than others. if you know you know

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I feel like people really underestimate the impact that your mode of transportation has on how you see and think about and interact with your city. Like, driving makes your city feel like a few islands, pockets of space where you regularly go and new ones you discover only when brought there for a purpose, but all amidst an ocean of just, filler. Taking public transit makes your city feel like a network of corridoors, a glowing grid along which you may discover new things, but whose alternate winding paths you only take when given to by circumstance. Cycling makes your city feel more human in its scale, and while you can only go so far, the spaces through which you travel are far more often built for people, not machines, and that difference is tangible, while your freedom of movement gives you more opportunities for exploration. Walking can only take you so far, but you see everything meant for you along those places, and every street feels like it carries potential, with no barriers to stopping and partaking of whatever piques your interest. I think, among these, driving is the one that by far most isolates you from the place you live, while the others are, in decreasing order, most utilitarian, and in increasing order, most personally connective to your shared space.

i love the 😌 and 😔 emojis so much because they convey such specific emotions, but also those emotions are absolutely not "relieved" and "pensive"

being in the supernatural fandom is like eating swiss cheese because you enjoy the holes instead of the cheese itself

you know I couldn't be a cowboy because I'd be stuck with my partner in the dead cold prairie night and our horses would be tied up and we'd be huddlin around a crudely made fire because it was too far to go back to the ranch and he'd play the sweetest song on his harmonica, the kind that you felt in your bones and your heart and that the hymns had nothin on, and then he'd finish and we'd both lean in a little too close and my hand would be on his bandanna and his whiskey-breath would be hot on my lips and I'd realize that maybe it wasn't the touch of a woman i'd been hankerin for

You know I'm sympathetic to all this "we need to scare the twitter users away by being ultracringe" (I am always in favor of opportunities to be ultracringe), but I honestly think the twitter users can handle that. What we really need to do is scare the twitter users away with the only thing they're truly not prepared for: multiple paragraphs of reading. Quick, everybody longpost!

the thing is. at the end of the day. when you really get down to it when it’s all said and done . we really weren’t crazy

Terry Pratchett is good bc he’ll end his books saying shit like “ and the next day was a great big fish” and my reaction will be sobbing shaking & seeing the world in a better light w a glimmer of hope for a better future constructed steadily, brick by brick, by our own two hands

wait are there really new people joining this site. i thought it was a hoax.

Congratulations, that's the vibe

like misha collins in season 4 was making too much eye contact or not enough eye contact, wasn’t blinking and stood too close to the person he was shooting the scene with (which happened to be jensen ackles for most of the early episodes) because he was trying to portray an ancient cosmic entity the size of the chrysler building who is beyond human comprehension and possessing a human body for presumably the first time. it wasn’t meant to be gay necessarily, it was supposed to be a creature not quite grasping the subtleties of human interaction and it read as gay because that’s what happens when you stand so close you can track pupil dilation. jensen ackles, however, responded to this acting choice by nervously licking his lips and staring at his coworker’s mouth and swallowing a lot and there is no excuse for this because both he and dean winchester are human beings who know what a boner is. no excuse.

everyone on this post who is like hashtag heller queen jackles this is proof of the jackles longcon has fundamentally misunderstood me. the point is that misha collins was the only one making conscious acting decisions here. jensen was, at best, being puppeteered by a repressed bisexual ghost named dean. at worst he was extremely bad at acting intimidated and just came across as uncomfortably horny the entire time. either way the end result is the same

this is my wife mina, her girlfriend lucy and these are lucy’s three boyfrie-

listen i’m bisexual so that means i’m attracted to