Queer and Feral

This could be us but the US government won't let disabled people marry each other without losing their disability benefits 💕

The year is 2032. The rivers & reservoirs are all dry, people are dropping dead of heat stroke in the winter, but GOD those AI-generated cat videos are realistic.

accidently scared an old man today because i was in the men’s restroom washing my hands and he came in and saw me from the back and saw my long hair and women’s clothing and he jumped a little and started to rush out the door before he saw my face in the mirror and saw my beard and then sighed with relief. like dude its ok you’re not in the women’s room im just a faggot

shout out to my grandma who heard about how bad my mental health has been getting and asked my dad “well, have you tried taking him to the sea?” like you did to cure tuburculosis in the 1800s

the worst extremely low-stakes consequence of societal fatphobia is when a low-calorie/""""healthy"""" recipe is actually good and suddenly everyone thinks you're sharing it as a diet aid and not because it fucks hard

anyway put some frozen raspberries in a bowl and pour just a leetle bit of cold oat milk over it and the oat milk will semi-freeze into a kind of ice cream texture. and now you have fake raspberry ripple ice cream that's 90% raspberries by volume

Important reminder

This reminds me of the fact that "Ancient Egypt" goes back so many thousands of years, that the most recent "Ancient Egyptians" were already studying (even more) Ancient Egypt.

Not even the most recent ones. It was an Egyptian prince from the 13th century BCE studying and restoring artifacts from the 26th century BCE.

For context, the last Pharaoh, Cleopatra VII, lived in the 1st century BCE. Prince Khaemweset, known as "the first egyptologist", was as ancient to her as the pyramids and tombs he was studying were ancient to him.

all i want is to get hellsitegeneticsed. i want to know what kind of creature my post is. god i want it to be something cool sooooooooo bad do you think they have the genetic code for werewolves

so this is what it's like to be god's favorite

so fucked up to me that david dastmalchian looks Like That and is quite gothy in his personal stylings and has a solid casting type of assorted genre fiction freaks and weirdos (affectionate) and literally hosts a talk show where the whole bit is that it's done with both parties lying in coffins and yet he somehow doesn't appear to have ever played a vampire. like there's something metaphysically wrong about this fact. I feel as though some sort of task force or think tank should be assembled to address and resolve the issue. mr dastmalchian if you are somehow reading this then I really cannot stress enough how urgent I believe this matter to be.

Some people are taking "Nobody in history has died of a THC overdose" as a challenge.

Love the people in the notes like "this would fix me" bestie this thing would dissolve your brain into a fine mist. You would discover the kind of mental illnesses Freud could only dream of. Forget meeting the Hat Man this is what turns you into the Hat Man. This is worse than that torture drug that makes you expirience 600 billion years in a second. This is the secret to honest to god shifting. The fucking MK-ULTRA era CIA would tell you to dial it back if you showed them this thing. This is the closest humans have ever come to making a physical manifestation of a bad idea. The only thing this is fixing is fixing to turn you inside out.

I swear to god one of these days were going to see a video of Amaury Guichon and he's going to be making some wings and they are going to look dope as hell, the detail of each feather will be breathtaking, he'll spray paint them to perfection, but as the video goes on, he's not building any sort of winged creature, just the wings. And then there's a human-sized harness (also made of chocolate, somehow, he can do it). And he's attaching the wings to the harness. And he's putting the harness on and he demonstrates how he can flap the wings. And then he'll be off. Out the window and up and up and up. And we'll be looking at the livestream (it's a livestream now) and we'll scream "No, Amaury, the sun! It's going to melt the wings!". But he knows this already. And he is free.

Had to ban the phrase “tricky dick” from my classroom during watergate lesson because saying the word dick in front of 30 fifteen year olds is like lighting a bomb and throwing it through the doorway but now they’re just calling him Richard the Treacherous like they’re all medieval peasants. gonna lose it

I think I might be about to send a deranged email