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I WANT TO FUCKING LIVE HERE!!!

I absolutely love the spider puppies. However, imagine, jumping spider soeficaly. It's has a personality of a dog but mobility of a cat. It can get on the table, it can get on the cabdaler, it can go anywhere and it will probably be shovelling it's face in your business regardless of where that is

The Gaslighting Magician: This is your card

I wonder how it feels to be a therapist or psychiatrist in 2026 and watch the despair of young patients and realize it’s not attributed to mental illness but a rational response to the state of the capitalist hellscape world we live in

I’m not depressed because I need a higher dose of my mood stabilizer. I’m depressed because I spent years of my life working my fucking ass off to get a degree in biochemistry from one of the top universities in the world only to apply to over 100 jobs and the only one I land is one I hate every second of doing, the work is literally useless, and in spite of being there over 40 hours a week I still don’t make enough to pay rent. The food benefits I get can’t even feed a german shepherd. I’m 23 years old with a college degree asking my parents to take me grocery shopping so I don’t starve. I’m not upset because of my mental illness I’m upset because I work my ass off only to be broke and miserable

requirements for what your passport can be are ableist and I'm sick of pretending they aren't

PASSWORD

Yeah, this is part of why it pisses me off so bad, it doesn't even make your fucking password safer.

I love that when the mythbusters are testing a "this thing explodes" myth and it winds up being busted they go "huh. well how COULD we make this explode?"

Give me less "being kind requires zero effort" and more "being kind is worth the effort it takes."

New sleep style: hitting the snooze button so many times that you sleep two additional hours in ten minute intervals. I call this Horse Sleep

Worse sleep. That was meant to say worse sleep

I Am So Fucking Tired

Literally immediately after reblogging this to correct it I went "wow, it has a reblog already?" And got all the way to checking my notifs before I realized. That it was me.

Anyway horse sleep: sleep, but horse. Worse. Sleep but worse. Definitely one of the two.

the night mares will continue

"I'm still kicking" is such a funny way to say "I'm still alive". Like lol. I'm still thrashing. Flailing. Writhing even. The violence remains.

PLEASE! Go watch the film Pride (2014) for more about the queers and socialist labor organizers who fought back against Thatcher, all during the AIDS crisis!

following weird horny furries who are into shit like pooltoys and transformation and stuff is enrichment. the vitamins and minerals of posting

once you get over your ass and realise you will never get some people and that’s ok you are basically immune to right wing fearmongering. otherkin? none of my fucking business

I must not fall victim to disgust. Disgust is the heart-killer. Disgust is the little-death that brings total apathy. I will face my disgust. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the disgust has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

hell you may even like it

this pride month, keep the disabled queer people in mind who can't celebrate pride the 'regular way' aka by going to parades and lots of events. keep the homebound, bedbound, and other disabled queers who can't go in mind. those people who see everyone else party and are unable to attend. text them, wish them a happy pride, visit them and celebrate in a way that works for them. it's already hard not to be able to go to all of these events, it's even harder to be left behind because of it.

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"

‘how would other people describe you’ why would i know this