carinderia

[ID: a little dog eating raspberries from a bush. /End ID.]

the thing about having a job is i just don’t want to do it. Sorry

i would rather be doing literally anything else. to be honest and open with everyone

never related to authors being like "childhood is such a blessed innocent time", catch me with that jane eyre shit like "such dread as children only can feel" and "I then sat with my doll on my knee til the fire got low, glancing round occasionally to make sure nothing worse than myself haunted the shadowy room"

I love when household beasts are like whoa. You were gonna piss all on your own? No backup or companionship or anything? Babe. I got you. I'm right here. You don't have to be alone during this difficult time (pissing), and you won't be. Ever. This is not a discussion.

I guess it’s like. with or without my happiness, my permission, the world is going to keep turning & my name is already written in dust so I might as well do what makes me happy that in turn doesn’t hurt anyone else bc if all other things are equal, if I know that I’m irrelevant and I know that I’m already dead and I know that we’re all insignificant to each other, I guess I might as well be really tender if I can and just try to out-happy the massive silence of the universe

HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉