deaderrose

Stunning although I’m pretty sure a lot of the gorgeous flowers are appliquéd fabric not “quilting thread”.

you solve the mystery of what to have for dinner one night and you think "hell yeah case closed forever" WRONG there is a dinner mystery the next night too

everyone who interacts with a post on my blog is entered into a secret lottery wherein a winner is randomly chosen for me to go thru their blog for a minute or two. thanks for playing, everyone

freud really did oedipus so dirty. like i get that you're trying to come up with a deeply terrible psychological framework regarding sexual abuse, but oedipus very much did not want to fuck his mom OR kill his dad. like, the entire myth is predicated on this. an "oedipal complex" should be someone who is hellbent on avoiding fucking their mom.

i just feel like oedipus is mostly treated as vaguely taboo, like he's a fucked up monster, and NOT like he's basically the same as any other greek hero. he's roughly as moral and strong and clever and whatever as achilles or jason or hercules or whatever, he just ALSO is a guy the gods fucking hated.

actually its kinda fitting that freud made so many theories that mostly tried to link socially deviant behavior and weird fetishes and sexual abuse, and he decided to name that shit after a guy who very notably did not engage in weird fetishes or sexual abuse and had nothing but wholesome filial love for the people who raised him, but was doomed to be thought of that way anyway by his people. basically anyone with an "oedipus complex" didnt actually have that shit going on either, freud was just a hack.

anyway here's my new mental health framework: cassandra complex, where you just fucking lie all the time and everyone knows it and hates you for it.

WOOD?!?!?!

i think avoiding everything is going to save me for real this time

opened the comments on a post and tumblr somehow had a half written comment already autofilled from the last time I saw that post. which was at least two years and several computers ago. what does this site's back end look like

tumblr is going to gain sentience 100 years before any fuckass genAI comes close. this site runs on mold spores.

who’s gonna tell tumblr that executive dysfunction is more than Not Doing Things?

Girl, help. None of my executives are functioning