An'la téli saii

if you think showing ur kids harry potter will radicalize them u are wrong and u should just instead watch a bug’s life and chicken run. there are gays in there, even. no not “canonically,” shut up, i’m old and in my day we simply UNDERSTOOD when a chicken was a lesbian or a stick bug was a gay man with the telepathic connection between our massive gay brains like the baby geniuses. i took a benadryl

stop reblogging this post OP has a foot fetish

The construction workers who dug a trench behind my house last week excavated a big rock. It’s nice and smooth, like a river-polished pebble the size of a young seal. They told me “We’ll just leave it here, and maybe you can find a use for it.” When I sent pics of my new rock to some friends they also replied with some version of “oh, what are you going to do with it?” and now I can’t help but look at it in the same interested way. Dammit everyone you fucked up a perfectly good rock, now it has potential. It used to be whole and now it’s missing a purpose. I used to look at it and think “a nice rock”. My plans for this weekend are to remember what it felt like to look at my rock and find it valuable in its purposelessness and then to replicate this mental backtracking with respect to everyone and every thing I’ve ever looked at and discover true wisdom.

Sarah Rees Brennan excels at writing one of my fave archetypes: thorny broken dipshits who get in their own way yet manage to thrive (and make best friends).

still caring about internet friends you lost touch with years ago is so embarrassing. yeah i had a deam we met up irl recently. the last time we spoke was maybe 7-8 years ago. i still wear the laces we randomly decided was a sign of our friendship. i dont know what any of your socials are or if youre even active on any. sometimes i see someones art resemble yours and i wonder for hours. do you still go by that name you chose? whenever i see it i wonder if its you. we couldve passed each other in this vastness a thousand times and not have a clue.

we were lonely kids having fun together. do you remember?