things are awful and will remain awful for a very long time so here is a picture of two chickens with little handmade knitted capes on. Someone must love these chickens a lot to make them little chicken capes. They look so warm and lovely in their little chicken capes.
do you think you’d actually notice if someone didn’t cast a shadow? or if their limbs were just slightly too long? or if they had just a little too many teeth? like how many times have you passed Something on the street and you just didn’t Notice It
“Old friend” either means an elderly dog or an individual of the same gender with whom you have been secretly in love for more than a decade. There are no other possible interpretations.
This is blatant archenemy erasure and I won’t stand for it
Bold of you to assume the archenemy isn’t the individual of the same gender you’ve been secretly in love with for more than a decade
Bold of you to assume the archenemy isn’t an elderly dog
I had a dream last night I was in a high-rise in Chicago and any time I went to a different floor I was still on that floor but in a different year. I could only travel through time into years when the building existed, so I could go back in time about 70 years, but there were enough floors that it was taking me forever to find 2018 again. I eventually ran into some girls who recognized me as a time traveler and they told me there was a man in the building that knew about all of this and could probably direct me to the right floor but I needed to find him at a specific age so I kept running into him on different floors and different years and trying to figure out if he knew what to DO yet
i was so annoyed at one point because he was being so casual about it. sometimes he knew me and sometimes he didn’t based on what floors we’d already met on and at one point I went down a floor and it was the 80s and there was some art exhibit going on and he saw me and he had a drink and he was like “oh! you! I’m busy, meet me upstairs in a bit.”
and he said it like it was just UPSTAIRS but it was gonna be like. decades away
the building wasn’t like that for everyone. for some reason just sometimes certain people would fall into the time trap and throughout the decades different people working in the building sorta picked up on it and that’s how the girls figured me out
me when i see a cat: CAT! cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat
Fun fact: when I see cute animals, I forget English and automatically revert to my native Hungarian. I don’t know what bystanders make of me, reciting guttural gibberish to rabbits.
But the real question is, what are you SAYING to the rabbits? Is it ‘RABBIT! rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit rabbit bunny bunny bunny awww cute bunnyyyyy’?
Well, I usually say the Hungarian equivalent of ‘bun bun bun lil bun look at your tiny spoon-shaped ears awww bun brave little lawnmower bun’, but sometimes I say ‘hey rabbits, my sister’s gonna go to med school’ because I think everyone should know.
I live in Japan, and I always revert to English to talk to small animals, and I was cooing at this tiny little fluff machine of a puppy in baby english like “hello you’re so cute such a cute hello hello yess you’re good” and the 70 year old Japanese lady that was walking him started to *translate the baby talk english into Japanese* for her pup. She wanted to be sure he understood it too.
the thing about being someone who’s never catcalled is that you start to wonder why like is it because im ugly???
and then you realize that youre judging your worth by whether or not you are objectifiable to a man and thats so fucked up like honestly its so fucked up
but the worst part about the patriarchy is that it still sits at the back of your mind regardless like “nobody thinks youre pretty because they dont see you as a sex object” like somehow thats a desirable thing and it fucks me up
You’re either public property or completely invisible.
