i bite i fly i coo

my art NEEDS to get bloodier, more grotesque in 2026

YOUR art needs to get bloodier and more grotesque in 2026 🫵

it's cold outside pass me the pieter bruegel the elder

hate it when the people who I love are suffering due to circumstances beyond my control 👎 there should be a sea monster that I can slay to fix the problem

nobody ever gets locked in a tower or chained to a rock at sea anymore - it's always some shit like chronic illness or ptsd related depression

my best friend linen my brother in arms cotton my partner wool my beautiful sister silk

our sick deranged enemy polyester....

the demon lord, prince of lies, "Vegan Leather"...

Peeling the lid off of a yogurt and it's a big spiral staircase going down forever

so we're so keen on making shower gels and bath foams and body lotions that smell like fruit, and like desserts, and even nuts and dairy, but for some reason we abandon vegetables? what if I want to smell like carrots. why must the humble cucumber be the only one allowed into that cosmetic caucus

"He would've been 31 this September. My birthday is also in September, and we were bickering who was going to organize whose birthday. I told him he won't celebrate this year. Who knew back then that I was right." "I have to get his car from his colleague's house. The colleague is still in a coma." "My focus is on the dog right now. I wake up at 7:15, I walk the dog, and she's fucking shocked I woke up so early. I make myself breakfast, and force myself to eat it. I never ate breakfast before. He always nagged me about it. He would be amazed at the changes." "For me he's still away on a mission. I can't bear any other thought." "It's fucking weird. The laptop, mobile phone, car keys are all intact. There is no head, but the things - not a scratch." "Every petty insignificant thing, the stupid gossip at work, the bickering over tasks – it just enrages me. Everything now is a theater of the absurd." "I came back home and our dog is just sitting and staring at his photo, like she's sensing something. I pray for him to appear in my dreams, every night before bed, but he doesn't. It would be a real fucking shame if he visits her dreams, but not mine." "We were baptizing our friend's kid, I'm the godmother. And it is custom to do a confessional before the ceremony. I told him to accompany me and confess too, since we were there. He didn't want to do it, but I insisted. So he did. After four days he died. I guess you can't sin that much in four days." "Stop it. I'm not fucking crying, why are you crying?" Just some phrases from my lunch today with a colleague whose boyfriend who served in the Armed Forces of Ukraine died on mission two weeks ago.

The thing is, until you get past the mindset of "justice=punishment" you will never be able to create lasting change. We have actual proof that punitive justice creates more crime and makes criminals more violent. We have actual proof that rehabilitation reduces crime and recidivism. But some of y'all are so stuck on this idea that the wrongdoer must be punished for justice to be done that you will choose sating your need for revenge over actually moving toward a better world every time. And that's sad!

Everyone in the notes saying punishment doesn't undo the bad thing: exactly! Punishment does not create or preserve healing, prevention, protection, fairness, or goodness. The only thing punishment does is satisfy a sadistic public desire for revenge and give us the illusion of control.