the wickedness of the rat

i’ll be real, kitten, daddy needs multiple wealthy and powerful folks to die in a painful, drawn-out, and generationally humiliating manner

[recommending something i sincerely love] ok so the thing about it is it kinda sucks

i eat your grandads clothes

Macklemoth

I feel like there isn't a lot of messaging that encourages people to think of their imagination as like a fun skill and hobby you can cultivate. it's okay to spend a little time every day just thinking goofy stuff up for your own personal enjoyment. and dare I say, it's necessary even. it doesn't have to produce anything but satiate your own curiosity. like, don't feel shame. you can imagine made up animated movies or fantastical board games or missing scenes from a book you like or yourself being interviewed on a talk show where you're effortlessly the coolest person the world has ever seen. it's all allowed and no one has to know about the specifics but also you just...do not have to feel embarrassed or second guess yourself. you don't have to ask yourself "am I weird?" no you're fucking normal and how lovely to have our own thoughts to ourselves. even larks and katydids dream etc etc

bf will say "I need to talk to you" and it's never anything bad. "I need to talk to you" is just a phrase that makes me assume someone's announcing a divorce and not planning a fun activity

Whatttt is with the tendency of Tumblr users to seek absolution from every single person who offhandedly posts about disagreeing with something they do

I say this not unkindly, but firmly: to function as a member of a social species, you have to get comfortable with the idea that not everyone will like you

youre in the circus while my money is reaching Amazing Digits