The drink of choice for those who choose drinks.

well maybe you should blearily wake up at 5:08 in the pre-dawn light and find the sleeping soft tiny mammal body of your cat just inches from your head like a miracle too beautiful for speech, and you should rustle one hand out from your blankets to rub fingertip circles across the warm eggshell dome of her little velvet-wrapped skull and on the bristly patches just where the cups of her ears begin, and as she inclines her head into your fingers and purrs without ever opening her little eyes you should feel a love so tender that you understand how that love could have reached out from the fireside into the inky spangled nights long gone to reach her, and then you'll feel better

[Image ID: Tumblr tag from hotTubSharts reading: and then maybe she'll wake you again at 6 to the sound of her puking on the floor. maybe /End ID]

its awesome that neither mind reading nor god are real and all of the thoughts inside of your head are completely private and consequenceless forever #myprivacy

one of the many useful rosewaterisms i've applied to my own work is 'magic is a hungry monster'. of course, "there'll be a place for this idea eventually" is obviously more true of a 30-year old game that prints thousands of new cards every year than it is of any one random person's creative output. but unless you are in your like, 70s, or you're working in some huge-budget/time investment medium like directing feature films where your output is necessarily extremely limited, there will almost always be a home down the road for that really cool scene, or character, or mechanic, or melody, or whatever else that you just can't make work in your current project. put it away for a rainy day, if it's really that good you'll find yourself digging it back out down the line

Official Post of Massachusetts

Happy Pride!

hey. tell that schizophrenic trans woman in your life how much you love and trust her. she probably needs to hear it. tell her that she’s what safety looks like for you, tell her that you’ll love her no matter what, tell her she’s like the sun shining through dark clouds. make sure she knows how loved and treasured and understood she is.

if I had a nickel for each of my ships in which a troubled but heroic redheaded protagonist who accidentally became important disappeared for what she saw as the greater good on a woman pining for her, I’d have two nickels, which really isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice

There inventing a new kind of sadness and its called "the look in a trans woman's eye when she looks at a public swimming pool"

accidentally wrote “never mill yourself” like yeah i don’t think anyone would do that unless they’re wheat or perhaps a rice

Babe, are you okay? You reblogged Nick Barlow’s Clusterfuck/Keep It Together again

you're cute and it's tuesday