Meowdy Y'all

my wife is still unemployed and i just used the rest of my paycheck from last Friday to make sure we stay housed but if anyone could help us stay fed/medicated/cats fed that would be amazing

links are here, but reblogs of my original content would also do wonders, I’m also down to do some requests but energy has been kinda shit lately 😩

At minimum about 4.5 thousand people liked this without reblogging it.

you must accept that people will have kinks that disgust you and you must come to this same understanding.

most of all, you must come to the understanding that the attraction a person experiences is not proof of some "original sin" that lies inside of them and makes them an irredeemable human. not only because accusations like this have been used as thinly-veiled excuses to lynch brown people/queer people/name a minority group here since literal antiquity, but because you as a leftist should not look at someone who likes lolisho or r*pe kink and suddenly decide that certain people DO NOT deserve human rights

My favorite detail, though, is his performance of Pure Imagination. On the surface, the song is charming and inviting, but if you look closely at him throughout the scene, you'll notice that Gene never blinks. He looks around, down at his feet, up at the trees; his eyes never fully close. He moves erratically, stuttering up and down the steps of the chocolate room. The lyrics are warm and friendly, but his face is blank. He bows to permit his visitors to run amok, but his posture is stiff. He helps Violet and Mike reach a couple of treats, but there is no joy in the gesture. The final post-chorus feels like a dirge, a threat, and a warning, all at once; Wonka sits in repose under a tree, but his eyes are glassy and dispassionate. "There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination; / living there / you'll be free / if you truly / wish / to be.......... "