I’m Like Fëanor: Burnt Out

when cats are floofy and look like they have big poofy fur pants reblog if you agree

when cats are floofy and have big feather duster tails reblog if you agree

Btw just started The Law According to Lidia Poët because my mom wanted to watch it and. Sure. It is a mess historically wise (and not just that) but I am not here for serious criticism I am here to say. THANK GOD TUMBLR I thought I was fucking weird for not being into Andrea or Jacopo THANK YOU to all the people here who are obsessed or down bad for Enrico. He's like. I don't know. The right brand of annoying. Sibling relationship really goes brrrrrrrrrrrr.

First time I’ve cried at the end of a piece of media in a Long While :,)

when someone mentions using ai at me like chatgpt i physically feel my body recoil and my opinion of them rapidly decrease like in the sims

like, okay, consent does literally just mean agree. which is what enables this little rhetorical trick. because there's all this cultural emphasis on sexual consent, which is just expressed as consent, a lot of phrases whose intended meanings are "rape is bad" can be taken literally to mean "i should get to agree to everything that happens in my vicinity."

for an example, "i didn't agree to seeing you wear that shirt" is straightforwardly a fucking insane thing for someone to say, but people regularly make use of this trick to make the (functionally identical) statement "i didn't consent to seeing that"

i am about to create an au SO self indulgent. the target audience is 1 person and that person is me

TikTok is dead, so here I return. My fucking respawn point.

crawling back to this tumblr account after the tiktok ban feels like driving back to my old home in the countryside,, gently wiping away the cobwebs and the dust that's settled in my absence,, nothing changed, nothing out of place,, a memory of a forgotten era; frozen in time,,

we dumped tea into the harbor for less