I'm a niche intrest

I get that "consume content" can sound dystopian but here's the thing. It's alliterative and has the word consume in it.

I want to submerge in it.

You don't need to want to have babies to be a decent person when you're talking about babies. These aren't a dog breed you can freely and comically despise, they are tiny vulnerable human beings. Even if the next sentence out of your mouth is "well, I hate kids BUT-" no. You need to get that vocabulary out of yourself. I'm not saying you're doing anything worse, but the words are already despicable.

if you've been dealing with frustrating pressure to start a family, that's a squabble for you and your Nosy Aunt Nora to sort out. Don't punish the babies for it.

it’s so hard for me to not doxx myself every single day btw. my oversharer’s spirit is being stifled by internet safety

Has anyone noticed that translating poetry is not easy

It's kind of like if you were in unrequited love with the crossword puzzle

What a wonderful thing for our girls!!!

How so? How can it affect them? 🤨

My dear Merian! You must know I am thinking of his reblogging from one of them!

Is that his design in blogging here?

Design? nonsense, how can you write so! But it is very likely that he may reblog from one of them, and therefore you must follow him as soon as his blog is online.

I see no occasion for that. You and the girls may follow him, or they may follow him by themselves, which perhaps will be still better for them, for as you are as clever as any of them he might reblog most from you of the party.

My dear, you flatter me. I certainly HAVE had my share of cleverness, but I do not pretend to be anything extraordinary now. When a woman has five grown-up mutuals, she ought to give over thinking of her own reblog counts.

In such cases, a woman has not often much of a reblog count to think of.

"My!" I say, "wHAT A lovely piece of art of two characters who comically hate each other standing next to one another! A good day to see them forced into the - oh- a ship tag," I say, my day suddenly mildly blemished. "no."