Howdy

It really does feel like that

fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this

the beautiful city of Portland Oregon

enough of asking "would you still love me if i was a worm?" would you still love me if i was a pit in your stomach eating away at you from the inside? would you still love me if i was a distant memory you could do nothing but grieve? would you still love me if i haunted you for the rest of your life?

What am I gonna do with my one wild and precious life omg it can’t be phone in bed forever

just saw a pigeon doing the puffed up courtship dance thing to another pigeon, and as he was strutting around he suddenly stopped for a split second to do a very brief preen-peck at his own side, then returned to the strutting around. and i surprised myself by instantly losing respect for the male pigeon in that moment, like come on man i appreciate you had an itch or whatever but how is she supposed to feel special when you're getting distracted by bullshit like that? which on reflection i don't endorse, i mean those are pretty harsh dating norms i'm imposing on these pigeons, from a total outsider perspective, for no reason. probably not all girl pigeons are as uptight about that sort of thing as i would apparently be if i was a girl pigeon, maybe she even found it endearing who knows, i don't know her. it's none of my business really. sorry pigeons.

"only 90s kids remember-" wrong, if you're poor and/or rural enough, old tech and fashion doesn't just disappear when it stops being trendy. We had dial-up until 2012

literally no one knows how to be fans of musicians in a respectful, non-intrusive way anymore, except for my mutuals, who are trying to convince 82 year old bob dylan that he is nonbinary

it’s so embarrassing to watch tos for the first time and be like, whoa !! 👀spock and kirk❓is anyone else kinda getting 😏some vibes 😳 as if they aren’t the founding fathers. as if they didn’t build the yaoi dimension with their bare hands. as if the current cathedrals we call home aren’t predicated upon their humble shadow puppets on the walls of plato’s fucking cave, and as if our ancestors were fools to fall for those puppets instead of geniuses, innovators, and prophets ????

…I can’t think how it took me so long to run across this. I feel privileged to have been found by it. 😄

good god when the mr clean magic eraser hits the stove......

the panties hit the floor

you know it brother

Cant tell you how many times I rawd*gged my husband after I caught him using a magic eraser to clean the pasta sauce I burned onto the burner like some kind of primordial insect

you know what i wish you would tell me

God forbid women do anything

sooooooooo does anyone know how to receive feedback on your perceived wellbeing and see it as something other than a failure to perform perfectly?