Animals Solidarity

one time I went over to a friend's house and their housemate was making paper in the living room, and we saw this big tub full of water they were using to dissolve old scrap paper into a slurry, and everyone was immediately like "oh, you need scrap paper?" and started turning out their jacket pockets and producing expired coupons and bus tickets and crumpled receipts and old shopping lists and whatever else they'd been carrying round with them for no good reason, and passing it all to the paper-making housemate to make sure it was suitable before it got torn up and dropped into the tub, while people took turns stirring the slurry with a big wooden stick. it was strangely ritualistic, like presenting an offering to some kind of temple elder for inspection before placing it in a watery shrine to be devoured and reformed. pulp for the pulp god.

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mwah is a very important word

I am chronically online but not in a way that keeps me informed #mybubble

crack the egg of sympathy and make the omelette of compassion

stop drinking beer with the deer and come have a cider with the spiderrrr

dont talk to me or my clone or my shadow self or my reflection or my me ever again

Illustration from the book "Hondo and Fabian" written and illustrated by Peter McCarty

can i be honest tho i kinda hate makeup bc i love licking my lips and rubbing my hands on my face like a cat or a fly annd i also love wiping my eyes like a sleepy infant all the time so basically i cant do it

i think when u clean your house it should stay clean forever. what do u mean i have to do it again

thank u for being a cooler blog than me and not unfollowing me yet