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peace and love on planet spinch
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reblog to give a disabled person a forehead kiss and breakfast in bed
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honeypopz · 2 days
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. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ CINDY . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁
▫️ scorpio ▫️antipasti enthusiast
▫️certified stinker
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@sunflower.drips
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jollysunflora · 2 days
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out of food stamps until the 4th.
I'd like to eat some decent food. Please boost if you can’t donate. paypal.me/jollysunflora venmo is avatarmary and cash app is jollysunflora.
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stardustshimmer · 19 hours
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normalize not wanting to dip your ketchup in fries
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You meet god and she's mostly dead fish. You ask her why and she says most of the world is dead fish, and she's made herself to appeal to the most common denominator, the everyman funnyman comedy show that runs for eleven seasons but with the entire universe in mind. You ask her how much of the dead fish is your fault, she says it's far less than you'd think, in the grand scheme of things. You ask her if you matter at all. If you can do anything. She shrugs her rotting shoulders and says mattering is a made-up concept, like life, but sure, you can matter if you want to, on some scale. She has many scales. She doesn't know what you mean by 'anything', but you can do everything you can. You ask her if it's enough. She says there's no base requirement for deserving to exist. She's smoking a joint and the smoke filtering out of her gills gathers and forms gas giants and red dwarfs. You ask her if there's any hidden secrets of the universe you should know and she says it's not a secret if she tells, plus it's fun to let you figure it out yourself. You ask her if any of your questions were right questions and she says you worry about being right so much it might keep you from fucking around, which is as close to meaning of life as she ever bothered to make. You don't ask but she says she loves your hair, also your whole being, also your planet. She says she figured out what love is yesterday and is trying it out, which explains the ten thousand rainbows and sudden influx in rains of fish. She offers you a drag of her joint and you wake up half past midnight behind a chain restaurant clutching a smoked salmon. The new stars are winking like they're in on some joke and you're sure if you try hard enough you'll remember what it is.
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catfindr · 2 months
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prokopetz · 2 months
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The thing about fantasy worldbuilding is that verisimilitude and the rule of cool are not enemies. Someone who looks at a pod of flying whales and asks "what do they eat?" is not being a spoilsport – they're engaging with the premise. There are any number of much more serious objections to aerial megafauna than lack of any obvious role in a trophic web that could have been raised if they just wanted to shoot the idea down; a person who wants to know what the flying whales eat is all but explicitly yes-anding the idea. Sure, you might not have an answer at your fingertips, but acting like it's unimaginative for them to have asked is a really fucking weird way to react.
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garaks-padded-bra · 7 months
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Was making food to bring over to my grandfather so i made him a little chicken pot pie (I know it looks like shit you need to be nice to me) and i cut out some letters in the pastry to spell out “Papa” for him, because that is what he is called, and i thought it would be Nice, but it backfired somehow and now i have to hand him a fucking fap pie. fuck my baka life
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catpop12343 · 1 year
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reblog to give a lesbian a cup of hot chocolate
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it’s okay to do things that make your symptoms worse (as long as you’ll stay safe)
every once in a while you need to eat something yummy. or go on a walk. or a trip to the zoo. take a hot shower. cry your eyes out. dance. listen to music. draw for way to long. write. laugh. sit in a cafe with a friend. paint your nails. dye your hair. go on a run. pet a cat
sometimes you need to do things that are cathartic or make yourself feel alive. sometimes you need the reminder of why you’re fighting so hard to stay alive
this is your reminder that just because it makes your symptoms worse, it isn’t always the wrong thing to do. there can be value in these actions
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breal (brigh meal)
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Another piece of diet culture to unlearn: that eating an "unhealthy" food negates the benefits of other nutritious things you've eaten. Put bacon and ranch on your salad? Congratulations, you still got a lot of fiber, that's great for your gut biome, and the veggies still contain nutrients. Finished up your dinner with a dessert? You still ate the dinner. You don't have to eat "pure" to take in nutrition from your meals.
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thebibliosphere · 4 months
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Dysautonomia is so wild.
You'll just be vibing and chilling, and your nervous system will go, "Hey, can't help but notice you ate a little more food than usual; we're gonna have to shut everything else down and direct all the blood in your body to your stomach," and suddenly you're lying on the floor with your legs elevated and a heart rate of 140 because your body doesn't body so good.
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espeonkin · 8 months
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light? never, MUST DIE
PRINCESS are my favorite guy
DINNER, i'm wanting more
DUKE ONKLED, scrub the floor
OAH, hear the king go munf
SQUADALA, we are off!
TOASTERS TOASTING overload
EVERYBODY PIIIIIIIIINGAAAAAAS
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5weekdays · 9 months
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this place has a brunch menu where everything’s named after this summer’s movies. so you got stuff like “indiana jones and the mango french toast of destiny” or my favorite:
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🏳️‍⚧️ this post (and this sandwich) has come out as trans! 🏳️‍⚧️
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