sour grapes and mornings

I’m really into internet discourse but only pointless and stupid internet discourse like how many holes there are in a straw (it’s 2)

I’m sorry but mathematically speaking this question has a single objectively correct answer, which is 1 hole. This can be very simply proven; a straw and a torus are homotopic, and a torus has one hole.

i odnt think thats true one of my friends is a taurus and hes fine with gay people

Question for all my followers. How many of y’all are still wearing masks everywhere? And are you doing this because you’re mandated to or out of an abundance of caution?

listen. listen. the pandemic is still fucking happening. “abundance of caution” my ass. people are fucking dying every fucking day, of course I’m wearing a goddamn mask. Of course I am. I don’t want me to die, I don’t want my loved ones to die, I don’t want my asshole neighbor to die even tho I hate him. I’m going to wear the fucking mask until the plague stops happening.

It’s called “environmental amnesia” and it’s an actual issue environmentalists discuss how to combat. The climate crisis makes it more widespread but it’s been something that’s happening for generations. The story of The Lorax describes it beautifully. The idea that what you remember is what you consider normal, but if the changes happen slowly over generations, you don’t see how large they are because you don’t personally remember them being very different, even if you were told stories about it.

shadow the hedgehog is cool. gunblades are cool. vampires are cool. scythes are cool. white hair is cool. we need to stop lying about what is not cool

Was just informed by my mom that I do in fact have ADHD and the reason I thought I didn’t was because ever since I was seven whenever I got super energetic my mom would have me go chop wood so now when I’m feeling The ADHD I go chop wood and I thought it was just some sort of routine I started when I was little and wanted to blow off steam

I’d also like to point out that my sister has a really hard time staying present (I can’t remember the term because we’ve always called it Tethered at my house) and whenever she’s feeling Untethered my mom has her knead bread and make syrup because they’re repetitive and easy things to do that ground her

Now that I’m thinking about it- my brother has days where he doesn’t talk and doesn’t eat unless he’s prompted, and on those days my mom sits him down in the fish pond in the backyard and plays Mozart and because he’s so used to that being his wake up he always comes back in after like an hour rambling about random things

Oh yeah and when it rains my mom has a required hour where we all have to go outside and run around and whoever finds the most worms for the garden wins and then we go inside and my mom makes us tea and we watch Studio Ghibli movies

Wait!!! When one of us has a bad day at school we make a fire in the backyard and roast homemade sausages and my mom tells us stories until we laugh and then she tucks is in bed like we’re five again and sings us songs

Uh.... wait guys is my mom a witch raising a bunch of fae kids hold on-

your mom is very definitely a witch raising a bunch of fae kids, please tell her i love her in the abstract way one can love a complete stranger.

Some of you use punk as an excuse to be a dick, and it shows

I saw a guy with like a foot tall mohawk pull over to help someone with car troubles and literally thought “nothing is more punk than helping people” because of this post. Fuck yeah.

Punk is counterculture. When the culture is violent and uncaring, counterculture is kind.

Punk is counterculture BECAUSE the culture is violent and uncaring

Sometimes I think about those high res Jupiter pics and then think about Van Gogh and get emotional because it’s like this one, lonely man that didn’t experience an ounce of fame or recognition in his life time had the image of the universe in his head and he didn’t know it.

sorry but there's simply not a malewife on the level of joel hammond from santa clarita diet. his wife turned into an undead flesh eating monster and he was like sweetie of course i will find people for you to kill and eat. i love you so much. i'm going to go have a panic attack.

Thank you friend!