do not go gentle into that good night

be a bit of a bitch about it

The Collectibles: Best of 2023

Okay well. I'm at the lake and there are some kittens here who were very very clearly dumped!!

One of them is now pending adoption!! Very exciting!! The lighter grey of the two white-bellied cats is now spoken for! The other two still need homes, preferably the same home! (Adopting as a pair.) I also didn't mention in the original post, but I'm comfortable driving up to a few hours in the pursuit of Cat Delivery, depending on how nearby you live.

#i like the implication that dali just had that effect on things#just a surrealism field around him at all times

mr. amemiya i’m sorry but you have to leave the orchard

"if tumblr dies you can find me on bluesky" "if tumblr dies you can find me on Instagram" if tumblr dies you cannot find me. It's over. I'm free.

sitting in the sun. yes it's gonna take all day. sorry.

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.