- Jean-Jacques Rousseau (1755), Discourse on the Origin of Inequality

They forgot the part where the ambulance actually stopped to let the cat in

oh good I was worried

What a good cat. What a kind cat. How can anyone not love cats they are so good and loving.

they also forgot the part where they only found the baby because masha was screaming her head off bc she knew this baby was in danger. she went around outside the alley the next morning and yelled at passerby until she got one to follow her to the baby. she kept him warm all night and then made sure someone found him. she was adopted after this bc she was a stray and is in a loving home and is a hero

Hero cat

Thank you, Masha, you’re such a good girl.

What a very very good and loving girl

i came here to laugh and ended up leaving crying and heart warm

I'm going to start traumacore posting on linkedin

I live my life under the basic principle that people know their minds, bodies, genders, and orientations better than I do so I just take them at their word when they say they are a thing.

“But people could be faking for-” I don’t care. I would rather show someone a kindness they don’t need than not show them one they do.

Sometimes I think about those high res Jupiter pics and then think about Van Gogh and get emotional because it’s like this one, lonely man that didn’t experience an ounce of fame or recognition in his life time had the image of the universe in his head and he didn’t know it.

When I found out I have a blind minds eye (I can’t visualize any pictures, it’s cashed aphantasia) so many things made so much more sense. That’s why other people could remember things like dates, addresses, football numbers; and I had such a hard time. I also laughed out loud when I thought about all the guided meditations I sat through so bored and confused. When other people close their eyes they can actually see a waterfall; I thought we were all just sitting there pretending.