exhausting and everything is expensive
exhausting and everything is expensive
I’m at my dog sitting job in a pretty old countryside farm and the lady who does the cleaning up here told me this morning that there are old tunnels (now closed up) running from the house to the church (1km) and I did not want to know that
Imagine what could come from there? Ghouls, ghosts, vampires?
andrew came downstairs from the office to give me a hug and seemed really worried about me and it turned out that i had reblogged a picture of a jellyfish with the tag “sometimes i wish i could be this” and while i had meant “beautiful, ethereal, and full of light” he had interpreted it as meaning “brainless and totally free of the burden of consciousness”
this was the jellyfish
same to you!
my cat hates taking his pills. the only way we can get him to eat them is to turn it into an elaborate pantomime - we take the packet out of the cupboard slowly and hold it up, saying “oh!! what’s this? what’s this? a TREAT? a TREAT for louis????” while making surprised faces. we offer him a pill… then, before he has a chance to sniff it, we wag our fingers at him and replace it in the packet so it becomes a Tantalising Forbidden Mystery. we continue doing this until he’s so confused and excited that he will eat the pill as fast as possible, just so he can find out what it is before we can take it away from him again. as soon as he’s eaten it he looks utterly disappointed and betrayed, like a child who just ate a delicious sweet only to find it was a chocolate-coated brussels sprout. it never gets old
Op this is the funniest thing I’ve ever read
op how could you just hide this from me in the tag this makes this objectively 10000000% funnier
“Moooom! …can you get my toy for me?” (via qoolove520)
The baby yell
She’s such a patient mom
That’s one of the most adorable things I’ve ever seen.
A GOOD MOM
I had a dream that unless the teacher told us class was over, we were forbidden from going out the door. Our teacher was very forgetful, and maybe even malicious. After being forced to stay past sunset many days, my class decided we were going to break out every night. Eventually our attempts led us to discovering rifts in space-time where we could warp. So we never used the door. Checkmate.
what? you going to critique my dreams? my subconscious creations, that I did by accident, while asleep? the chemicals in my brain? are you going to use your foul eyes and dissect all of the plotholes in my dreams? you going to critique the weather? harass the clouds? make fun of thunder for being off key? remind me to come to your house and shred your shoes
That response is fucking Shakespearean.
i dont care if it makes me sound boring or unintellectual or whatever i just think stories about love are so much more interesting than any other kind. i think people doing things for love is the most powerful narrative choice possible. watching others love and be loved is the most emotionally gratifying fiction gets for me
about to post something really great
how many bears can a bear tree hold if a bear tree could hold bears
You mean if the tree can… bear the weight
and a partridge in a bear tree
OP that’s not a picture of a dog
Right, it’s a picture of at least 16 dogs
i think a society failed its youth if they feel old (derogatory) at 20
perhaps a society has failed if it’s people ever feel old (derogatory) rather than old (complimentary)
YOU. YOU GET IT
the issue of tying youth to desirability, whether sexually or culturally, doesn’t go away when you expand what youth is
youth worship isn’t just beauty standards, it’s saying that only the young have ideas or creations that have worth. that age means withering and decay. don’t expand what youth is, dismantle the idea that aging degrades your value as a human being
originality doesn’t belong solely to the young. but your ideas feel more original when you’re young because you don’t have the context for them.
if ur feeling desperately sad this summer, wait until it gets dark and half quiet and then open a window. cool air and passing cars are gonna heal ur heart. i promise
I’ll take “things people who don’t understand clinical depression say” for $500,Alec.
hmmm interesting theory considering how I’m on 40 mg of Prozac daily & see a therapist regularly bcuz I’m actively suicidal the majority of the time but sure, go ahead & be a dick on my light hearted post about something small u can do to momentarily relieve some of the crushing burden on ur life lol
i love re-visiting media from my early childhood and doing analysis using 12th Grade English Skills. The crocodile in Peter Pan that swallowed an alarm clock and follows Captain Hook around, ticking threateningly, serves as an effective metaphor for the inevitability of age and mortality. This metaphor is further strengthened by the fact that Hook and his entourage are the only adults in Neverland, and are cast as the villains in a narrative centered around an unaging child hero who seeks to ‘rescue’ other children from growing up. Hence, as with the better-known folklore character the Grim Reaper, Tick-Tock the Crocodile serves as a personification of Death.
reality check for everyone: u are a better person than you realize! you deserve for nice things to happen to you and you are an irreplaceable presence in certain people’s lives. you are liked and appreciated and talented and good! even if u don’t feel that way!
the ideas “the stigma against menstruation is rooted in misogyny” and “not all women experience menstruation and not all people who menstruate are women” can coexist, and the same idea applies to most health and body related feminist issues