#makessense

[eric-sadahire]

Did you know? The reason you don't see very many frogs playing the saxophone is because you don't get out much.

#frogs #phrog #saxophone #funfacts #obviously #dontgetout #makessense #flomm #artoftheday #kunst #artwork #flommist #beermat #painting #outsiderart #beercoaster #lowbrowart

[jellybracelet]

Suits them

#makessense

[jamiemarsters]

Pic of the Day: @jamesmarstersof enjoying a nice refreshing shower... at the end of all things... aka the end of #Angel #5.22 "Not Fade Away" #JamesMarsters #Spike #AngeltheSeries #JustNeedsToWashOffAllThatBlood #SoOfCourse #Shower #MakesSense #Yeah #IDEK https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnx1vJ_LFQn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#james marsters #angel #jamesmarsters #spike #angeltheseries #justneedstowashoffallthatblood #soofcourse #shower #makessense #yeah #idek

[blaqsbi]

Post: Is There a Racist Origin for the Word Picnic? https://www.blaqsbi.com/Dgt

#thisTheexplanation #explanationmakes #makessense #thoughother

[stylishgirl1]

#hello #style #fashion #beauty #art #makessense #motivational #motivating quotes

[goregeousnightmares]

Hippocrates believed bleeding could relieve depression. Along with a diet of vegetables and regular exercise.

#MakesSense #Hippocrates #depression

[tonyastahlrealtor]

Sure puts you in a ...𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸𝓀𝓎 situation 😅 Talk to a lender! 

#funnyrealestate #realestatehumor #realtorlife #homebuyers #homebuying #homeownership #homebuyingprocess #mortgagelender #preapproved #homesearch #sticky #makessense

[hesaidshelooks]

Why? That’s the way it is Why must it be so? Deafening cries and silence only tells When will this end? Never, only softer sobs Why do we do what we do? Mix of boredom blessed with love How much more can I endure? There is no limits to suffering Am I you and us with we me? Eternity written before beyond with your name embedded endless for you it consumes #hello #poetry #poetrycommunity #writer #makessense ## (at Here) https://www.instagram.com/p/CetG6imucnU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#hello #poetry #poetrycommunity #writer #makessense

[kellyscowboy]

Jack Kelly wasn't a family guy, but he always wished he was. Not that he didn't believe that the newsies were his family, because they were. Just not in the way that he would've liked. Jack found often found himself needing a hug, some encouraging words after a long day at work, or even just a pat on the back. But he never received them. Not from the newsies, no. He was always the one offering, but he never received.

Not until he met David Jacobs. His first interaction with Dave's family had been slightly awkward. He observed as the family worked around each other, how they seemed to understand each other perfectly. It was as if Jack hadn't even been there. Never one to overstay his welcome, and not one to stay in a situation he felt out of place in, Jack left the second the opportunity came about.

The second time he was around the family, he felt much more incorporated. Esther bossed him around as if he were her own, and Mayer gave him the long-awaited fatherly pat on the back as he told Jack he was 'welcome to stay anytime.'

They took quickly to Jack; they insisted he came over during every holiday and there was never a day he visited that he didn't also stay the night. Soon enough, they were sending him daily lunches and attempting to enroll him in classes at David's school. And although Jack kindly denied the classes, he appreciated the sentiment more than he could express. He was never one who enjoyed being fawned over, but the feeling of familial love had started to change his mind on that fact.

After David and Jack's first fight (the first one post-strike), the latter was ruined. He felt as if he had no-one to turn to. Esther and Mayer had been there for him at every instance since he had met David. It didn't feel right to now talk to them.

Jack didn't know who to talk to, or where to go. He found himself wandering the streets. Beating himself up and wallowing in some form of self-pity. He hadn't even realized they had been in a fight until David had stormed off and told Jack to never speak to him again. It made the boy sick to imagine a life without the Jacob's family.

Santa Fe came to mind. All Jack had to do was run away and pretend like these people had never existed. And he almost did it too. Tears stained his red cheeks and his head pounded from how many times he had hit himself with his palm. Stupid, stupid, stupid, chanted aloud with each smack.

But as Jack counted his money and planned his escape to Santa Fe, a gentle hand grabbed his own. Through teary eyes, he looked up to see Esther smiling softly down out him. She kneeled down next to him and wiped at the child's cheek. "Oh, poor boy. Are you alright?"

"Don't need to do me more charity, Mrs. Jacobs." Jack replied coldly. "Dave already told me where I stand with your family."

Esther shook her head. "David gets passionate about things sometimes. You should know that best. You did lead a strike with him after all."

"Well, I guess I don't know 'im as well as I thought."

"Listen, Jack." Esther started, gently. "You're family now. Family doesn't abandon family. Do you think Mayer and I were entirely thrilled when David came home on his second day of work and told us he was involved in a strike?"

"... I 'spose not."

"But we backed him up anyways. No matter how scared we were. Now, family's fight. I mean, Sarah and David fight all the time! I mean obviously you and David had a different..." Esther paused, contemplating her words. "Relationship than them. But that doesn't mean that you two can just have one fight and never speak to each other again." She pushed Jack's hair back lovingly and rubbed his cheek. "Now let's get you up to the house and get this all figured out."

And just like that, Santa Fe had disappeared deep into the back of his mind. All it took was Esther's soothing voice and the caring touch of her hand.

#me after i write something that only makessense to me #didnt even edit this #sorry guys this is just me yappin!!!!! #newises #92sies #newsies 1992 #jack kelly #david jacobs #javid

[fisuuuiij]

#maybe if i post my lisa bullshit ill actually remake this composition in a way #that makessense #lisa the painful #brad armstrong

[arowrath]

#text #/ly #this makessense to me

[eric-sadahire]

IF YOU SEE A LINK ON TUMBLR THAT SAYS, "FREE TEQUILA FOR FEET PICS" DON'T CLICK IT!

IT'S A VIRUS THAT LOCKS YOUR KEYBOARD ON PERMANENT CAPS LOCK.

#virus #dontclick #clickbait #all caps #lockedkeyboard #makessense #feetpics #tequila #irony #humor #notagain #sucker #fooledagain #acrylic #dailyartwork #artoftheday #artwork #kunst #painting #outsiderart #lowbrowart #flomm #flommist #beermat #beercoaster #perspective

[klonoadoortophantomile]

drawing with shitty ballpoint pens is so healing everyone should try this i think

#/silly i get why it isnt everyones cup of tea but like.. #idk its fun #feels nice to draw ont he paper. and i like how the lines look =) #plus i feel like im a lot less particular abt making mistakes when it comes to drawing with pens #i just kinda have to live with it and its made me kinda. not care less but like it doesnt bother me as much #if i make a little mistake or if smthn looks a bit wonky #if that makessense #inquisitivewaltz.txt

[aerial-aceing-it]

some other things i discovered: human level is determined by how strong a bond you have with your pokemon and such, and how much pokemon will trust you when meeting you, i find this odd because most would assume it's age but it's not that simple huh- it can also be raised by getting gym badges or becoming a champion, there's a bunch of other ways too but that would take days to type.

TLDR: human level is based off experiences and not age

(@galarian-anomaly)

Yo!!!! Thats so interesting :0

#ohhh that makesSENSE:0!! #unreality #pokémon

[billyleuz]

Any favorite obscure childhood media that ruined you for life /pos ?

ughghuhhhhhhmmmm crash box andnnddd johnny thehomicdlacal manic andinvade r zim thank my mom for all of thehse

#theydidnt really ruin me #but made me cooler #ifthat makessense

[cwarscars]

❝ Heidegger, sir, ❞ comes the greeting. Succinct. Curt. But all the while, earnest. ❝ I have a question for you. How do you strike a balance between integrating battle machinery into your drills and traditional strength training ? It seems that there’s a natural give and take, so I wonder how someone of your station prioritizes such growth. ❞ The question was a prelude to the frequent tests of mettle between Public Safety and SOLDIER. Angeal didn’t necessarily need inside information on the matter. Rather, the question stemmed from a genuine curiosity he’s had ever since the two forces met each other in battle.

and to think - his coffee had tasted so good. suddenly, there's a bitterness on the edge of his tongue that sees heidegger press his lids and squint his eyes; a dash of hazel toward the other. angeal hewley, a competent SOLDIER but still a SOLDIER - one of lazard's ( a man heidegger had somewhat struggled to trust ).

the question catches him off guard; forces the old cogs to start turning when at eight fifteen in the morning, he'd rather drink his coffee and eat his bagel than do any degree of thinking. regardless, he allows the tease of a grin to take his lips - indicates for the other to take a seat as he snatches one last swig of his coffee. his bagel will have to wait.

"the military will always prioritise physical prowess-" he leans back in his seat, holds his words as a thoughtful expression darts eyes over the other's features. why is he so curious? "hence why all of our soldiers go through basic training, branching off into their respective sectors once they find what fits them best." various units for various sorts - snipers and mechanics, engineers and tech-wizards. some of the men were content to fight with a simple blade ( others weren't so bold ). of course, it'd been a long while since heidegger had seen such soldiers. the military of today ( as shameful as it is to admit ) somewhat of a lacklustre gang when compared to the early days of the wutai war. in heidegger's opinion - they'd grown spoilt ( and perhaps the machinery could be blamed for that ).

"of course, our reliance on the weapons department is much like SOLDIER's reliance on the science department. a unified front-" he half-jokes, fangs brazen in his jest ( the thought of them all working together, somewhat of a horror show ). "why not use the tools given?"

he takes a moment, eyes his bagel before shifting the look back to angeal - nods his head as he hovers coffee before his lips -

"in truth, i'd like to see men trained the old-fashioned way. drop them off in the mythril mines and have them fend their way through the zolem in an effort to get back. everything osp. it would do well to weed out the weak from the strong-" survival of the fittest - just the way that he'd once been trained. another sip of coffee and he leans forth toward the SOLDIER, his smile a little more genuine now "how about you - think you could do that?"

#(answered) #i hope this kinda makessense #heid having his breaky and angeal like 'yo bitch i got a question' #heid just 'i really want my bagel rn' #osp is on site procurement i hope that makes sense haha