Vacant Lot

She said wiwi

like to charge, reblog to cast.

Fortuneteller, turning over the Death card: Don't worry. It isn't literal. It simply refers to some form of change. Me: Phew Fortuneteller; turning over the Gets Eaten by the Fortuneteller While Trying to Leave card: That can also mean many things

You can tell a lot about a person by entering their mind palace and encountering their greatest fears and darkest hopes in a labyrinth reflective of their subconscious thoughts.

reblog so your followers won’t forget to drink water

is anyone else annoyed that "ai" encompasses both chatgpt and tools we train to do repetitive tedious work for us. and by the ripple effect of articles like "scientists develop ai to detect cancer early" that make people argue for the merit of chatgpt or become anti-medicine. and by the general state of the world and society

depressed steampunk guy: like nothing makes me happy anymore i feel like my fantastical flying contraption just ran out of coal

Steam. Is. Water. Coal. Makes. Smoke.

what is the coal doing to the water

Check out this CD I burned. (Puts it in my car radio and plays it and it's just a medium quality recording of you coughing)

i love those blinking red lights they put on top of radio towers and windmills and skyscrapers etc, theyre like electronic flowers or something to me

something nobody tells you about being a transfem in a pink collar industry (i work in a salon) is that you'll often find yourself in situations where you'll be pressured into misogynistic behavior by the cis women around you. one of my managers yesterday was ranting about how disgusting it is when women leave the house with visible leg hair‚ and two or three other coworkers enthusiastically agreed that it was gross - meanwhile i'm adjusting the edge of my skirt to cover the slight regrowth of leg hair on my own calves (i hadn't shaved my legs in like three weeks) and kinda nervously laughing along with the cis women that i work with. and this is the standard - women will mock other women for how busted their makeup is‚ criticize each other's hair‚ call each other slobs for wearing a wrinkled blouse to work‚ etc. as a trans women i find myself consistently pulled into these efforts to police the womanhood of other girls‚ and when i refuse (tho usually i just nod and laugh along) they look at me like i'm growing a second head. it's exhausting.