cats, memes, writing, cats

You’d think that once you finally get long term access to a cat and your yearning to have cat access is fulfilled that you’d become slightly less obsessed with seeing people’s cats but no if anything it gets worse

Now that there are two whole cats in my life I have become even more obsessed with cats. Tell your cats I said hi.

I am reminded every day why I love cats because they’re right there, doing cat things, being absolutely adorable and committing cat crimes. They are friends with me and are so soft and also sharp.

one time I went over to a friend's house and their housemate was making paper in the living room, and we saw this big tub full of water they were using to dissolve old scrap paper into a slurry, and everyone was immediately like "oh, you need scrap paper?" and started turning out their jacket pockets and producing expired coupons and bus tickets and crumpled receipts and old shopping lists and whatever else they'd been carrying round with them for no good reason, and passing it all to the paper-making housemate to make sure it was suitable before it got torn up and dropped into the tub, while people took turns stirring the slurry with a big wooden stick. it was strangely ritualistic, like presenting an offering to some kind of temple elder for inspection before placing it in a watery shrine to be devoured and reformed. pulp for the pulp god.

need to see him whimpering like an injured animal, can he pleeease pleaaase lose a concerning amount of blood until he’s barely lucid. can i nurse him back to health like a baby bird pleeeeaaaaaseeeee

im normal 👍 about The Character 👍

I CAN’T BREATHE

YALSo lOcKEd miAUt O De fECKIn cAr

“denied the catharsis of punishment” is an underappreciated but hugely effective narrative consequence imo 

ouagh lord of the rings really did say “it might be hopeless, it might be fatal, there may be no coming back— but it is always, always better to do something, to fight for what is good and true and beautiful, than to sit back and give into despair with an ‘it would have happened anyhow’”

Imagine if sometimes some fucking Ț̷̡͂̀̎͠h̸̜̅͐̄ì̸̩̮̃̃̆n̸̗̰̟͉͐̑͋͆͜g̸̮̻͔̼̬͌ could just crash through the shimmering veil of reality with a trail of fragments from the suffocating void enveloping it, grab whoever's unlucky enough to be closest, and swoop back out like it was nothing. And this was just one of your everyday hazards to worry about. Incredible cosmic horror concept