imagine how much people must have lost their shit over the first cats to have high white spotting. now we're just like yeahyeah tabby-and-white, whatever, but every time a wild animal has pibaldism everyone's like YOOOOO, must have been a crazy moment for the early domestic cat fans

In my dream you could order your coffee with a bunch of decorative flavorless tiny white flowers sprinkled on top and they were called ooh lala blossoms

sometimes people will insist a character is butch/masc and then you look at the character and they’re just fat. or muscular. or black. or indigenous. or some combination of the above.

also sorry i just don't find the trope of "woman who hates men learns to love men again because she met one really sweet dude" very compelling. at best i think it's boring and eye-rolling wish fulfillment for people who never got over their lesbian crush and at worst i think it's actively and purposefully misogynistic

ESPECIALLY when its meant to be "fluffy" like sorryyyyy i just don't think Woman Learns Her Place In Society is a very cutesy sweet trope

apple spider vinegar

yessssss shame your past self for surviving the only way you knew how to at the time 😍😍😍

one of my favorite things to do in limited perspective is write sentences about the things someone doesn't do. he doesn't open his eyes. he doesn't reach out. i LOVE sentences like that. if it's describing the narrator, it's a reflection of their desires, something they're holding themselves back from. there's a tension between urge and action. it makes you ask why they wanted or felt compelled to do that, and also why they ultimately didn't. and if it's describing someone else, it tells you about the narrator's expectations. how they perceive that other person or their relationship. what they thought the other person was going to do, or thought the other person should have done, but failed to. negative action sentences are everything.

when i was a young woman on tumvlr ten years ago everybody liked american football, tigers jaw, ajj, and teen suicide. and we all had a little tin plate with a candle on it, and we needed to be careful not to let the candle go out because we needed it to read the posts. one time a mutual told me they were scared of their candle going out while their phone was charging at night. the dashboard didn't have the overhead fluorescent lights yet. and we had fan mail, and we liked that comic where the girl is a possum. and the stock market crash hadn't happened yet. i made a lot of money selling my tunblr stocks and i bought a boat. i would take the boat out to sea and lie down on the deck and go on tumbr and answer fan mail, but i had to use the candle to read the fan mail, because we didn't have lights yet. it was very dark back then, and one time i fell into the gap between two posts and twisted my ankle. and some people liked elvis depressedly, also, but i can't say that i was one of them.

i was actually born as a CD but a wizard turned me into a human to teach me a lesson

Made a lowball offer on eBay as a joke and it got accepted. uh oh.