Kat's Pause

crowley is such a crier, i love this about him. he cries when the bookshop is burned down, he cries at the pub afterwards, he’s at least near tears when the bentley is destroyed, he cries when aziraphale goes to heaven, and then later, in the south downs, he cries during se— *gunshot*

if you want to dress gay but aren’t sure how, you need to focus more on finding clothes you actually like and that make you feel good when you look in the mirror. develop your style independently of what you think looks gayest and trust the homosexuality will follow. it goes where confidence and self acceptance are

i'm tired so i say i will just handle it tomorrow but then it is tomorrow and there's another thing i have to do today so now i have two things to handle (today and yesterday's burdens) so now i'm stressed about doing both and then i spend an hour thinking about how both of these things are going to take up so much time and energy and i should have done that other thing yesterday and it's not even that hard and i get stuck doomscrolling or whatever so now i have to mentally make rules to combat the procrastination because i really do need to get at least one thing done today so i don't let myself eat or sleep or enjoy things until one thing gets done but despite the rules i still can't make myself just get up and start so i get locked for hours in the in-between where my body is frozen and rotting but my mind is on fire in a glass box and honestly in these wasted long hours i don't think i even see the world around me and after a long time eventually if i'm very lucky/have sufficiently punished myself into movement i finally manage to do one or both things on my list and that should be great but instead of feeling proud or relaxed i'm annoyed with myself because i've wasted the day and how can i be exhausted when i literally haven't done anything and literally so many adults have actual lives and problems and meanwhile i can't manage basic fucking tasks and then i realize oh fuck there's a third thing which i forgot about until now and but i really am tired so i say i will just handle it tomorrow but then it is tomorrow

its ok theyre Gods lil helpers

And boy are they clumsy

Hi, these bees are babies! They’re not clumsy at all, this is what is called orientation flights. After birth and before beginning their careers as foragers (as all Honey bees cycle through all the jobs in the Hive throughout their lifespan), Honey bees take short flights back and forth, to and from the Hive, to orient themselves with their wings and their home so they can learn its location and how to get back home after foraging! Everyone has to learn, these are just smol little baby turkeys. Bees use the angle of the sun for location so adults have a better and more direct sense of location than any human

BONK!

happy if you have scholarly inclinations there is usually something wrong with your sexuality july

probably meant "refuses to fuck Nietzsche" but whatever, I'm in this picture and I'm perfectly happy with that

a while ago i was secretly writing batfamily fic on my phone while out and i couldn’t remember the word vinyl for flooring so i had to ask one of my friends and i gestured to a floor nearby and was like ‘what’s the word for that stuff?’ and they told me and i went back to typing on my phone and my other friend looked over at me and full fucking clocked me by asking ‘is batman laying shit flooring?’ and i had to fucking. gather myself for a moment before quietly making eye contact and admitting ‘his neighbour is,’ and i don’t think i’ll ever recover.