Everyday is a constant struggle to defend yourself against insurmountable amounts of psychic damage coming your way from all sides. It can be exhausting.
First gold medal for Poland 🥇 won by Aleksandra Mirosław in speed climbing - world record holder, in a league of her own, she's racing with her own records really.
And let's not forget about the bronze medal for Aleksandra Kałucka! Polish spider-women. 🇵🇱
No, but really, what is with Polish people's obsession with warrior women, who else would think of portraying Mother Mary with a scythe ready to fuck some wolves up.
Seeing what has happened to America is like seeing a former crush turn into a drug-addicted paranoid schizophrenic bum. Like, what did you do to yourself? I once admired you from afar. Now you look like one of the alcoholics that has orgies near trash containers here. Tragic.
This photo is SOO Polishcore - the dill seasoning, the chaos, communist era looking plate, SUNFLOWER SEEDS, the potato + weird salad + meat/fish combo...
Do you guys ever just look at the sky... and trains... And ponds or other stuff? My life looks like a country or an indie album cover. Mark Kozelek could sing over this.
This movie is amazing, it got me audibly going "WHOOAAAH" every other minute. One of the most creative imagery I've seen in a while. Shakespearean wuxia on steroids.
Thinking about the decorative fish that were made during Communism in Poland and how they look near identical to the later discovered archeological findings on Polish territory from the times of Rome. Nothing is ever lost in the subterrane.
Mfw neighbor heard me singing to myself on the porch at 8 AM and praised me for singing old songs and the clarity of my voice. Starting the day embarrassed!
Zoomers or maybe most people nowadays, are dressing in such a boring, samey way, it's making my contrarian ass want to wear as many bright colors and long dresses as I can now. Gotta show 'em how it's done, bring a little sunshine into their lives. I'm a diva out of spite.
Tramping on the snow in the warm shadow of the last remaining artifacts from a lost civilization (incandescent street lamps). I would say it's a girls' last tour, but my companion here is a he, so.
All of Polish literature since the modern era is about working through the trauma of being Polish. You can either write an equivalent of a soothing balm on a heart torn between imperial dreams of the once great past and the depressing present of a decaying nation -
Shout-out to my dad, he welds little animals for me in his spare time. A real proletarian artist.
(the doggy would look a little better if he didn't spray it with white paint, but oh well, I'm not gonna diss my own dad)
Two bums on the bench are having a heated theological debate: one of them claims Jesus doesn't love him, or he would stop him from drinking vodka every day.
Just found out that in China they've built a literal copy of the old railway station in Katowice, while we demolished the original. Thank you China for respecting and continuing our own communist architectural legacy.
Love how most Polish words can double up as an insult. You can call someone a pitcher, a snowman, a pedal, a beetroot, a hammer and a cimbal to insult him, to name a few. The boundless creative self-expression of the common folk.
You big city cosmopolitans may eat & post all these tasty asian dishes, but I'll always promote Eastern European cuisine, you've never eaten bogracz like this. 😤
I just realized they kinda Peat-pilled us in Poland during elementary school: everyone used to get free milk cartons every day (full fat too!) and the slogan of the campaign was: "Drink milk! You'll become great." (Also "huge" and "great" is a homonym in Polish - wielki).
"How creative people see the world" meme, but it's me making a lady in a fancy hat and a 1860s dress, then turning it upside down to create a golden chalice all from a Ferrero Rocher foil.
The feminine urge to devour the whole package of dried cranberries in one go. But no, I won't do it, I have to practice restraint. I'm becoming too much of a nymph from Slavic folklore.
Poland is a nation of extremes - during communism everything was solemn and grey and after its fall we got an epidemic of painting everything in pastels or very saturated colors. We're very dramatic.
LMAOO, Americans are such crybaby sore losers. They don't have the killer instinct. Guess it's hard to live in a rotting empire getting beaten by the East. Always bringing up some drama - first Navarro, now Collins. But they don't know Slavs live off of SPITE (just look at Nole).
Danielle Collins was asked about what she told Iga Swiatek after their match at the Olympics, ‘I told her she didn’t have to be insincere about my injury… I don’t need the fakeness’
"I told Iga she didn't have to be insincere about, you know, my injury. There's a lot that