inkskinned:

Actually life is beautiful because the sound I make while trying to breathe around hot food sounds like my dog trying to eat an apple. When I yawn my cat tries to put his face in my mouth like a little dentist man and when he yawns I put my finger in his obligate-carnivore trapzone and we both know he will not hurt me. When I do not fold my clothes, they do not hold it against me.

I am demonstrably sad, and lonely, and full of fear. But there are other people who will hold my hand, who will point out the hawk overhead, who will give you That Look in a public place. The other day at a coffee shop a child said “look! It’s snowing!” so all of us strangers went to go look out the windows. It wasn’t the first snow and it won’t be the last but wasn’t it lovely like that?

How wonderful to live in a world where birds and frogs both say beep! How wonderful to have an ocean of beautiful sharks with their dinosaur teeth! How wonderful the moon and her changing face, how wonderful the bees and their dancing to communicate, how wonderful shrimp and their forbidden layers of vision! How wonderful, you, and what you will give the world! The way we love things enough to spend entire blogs devoted to them? How people will let me explain my Pokemon team to them? How we will both jump at the scare in the movie, how we laugh so loudly, how it feels to give someone your baking? How wonderful to be alive. I am sorry for forgetting.

This is the process of getting better. With wonderful people and wonderful strangers and wonderful friends: I am getting better, slowly. Thank you, whoever you are. In some way, you’ve been wonderful, and left a wonderful place in the world to ripple out to me. In some small way - isn’t it beautiful - I promise, you’ve been helping.

whouffaldii:

pride month may be over but my thirst for middle-aged women is not

cumman468:

girls really will love you with all their heart and not say a WORD

starsandatoms:

fuks:

the best tiktok ever made

UN! MUTE!

likedevils:

But if I know you, I know what you’ll do
You’ll love me at once
The way you did once upon a dream

queensknight87:

tunneys:

#you mean like how cat worries about you

gorgonapologist:

I DON’T WANT TO CLOSE MY EYES: EDITH CUSHING, CRIMSON PEAK, AND GOTHIC GIRLHOOD, Jacqui Deighton

yellowpoet:

when you lie there glowing in soft morning light, 
you are honey, you are golden, you are everything bright

what-you-eggs:

I too suffer from melancholia and require a hot older woman to walk the shoreline and do gay stuff with me

cursedspite:

audre lorde, “uses of the erotic”, sister outsider: essays and speeches

bisexuallsokka:

lin beifong if you read this i’m free on thursday night and would like to hang out. please respond to this and then hang out with me on thursday night when i’m free.

wrathofthestag:

mountainashfae:

willisahappygrahamcracker:

wallpatterns:

lionkins:

krishnadewme:

stimmystuffs:

we’re really at that point in the year where no one cares about anything huh

My psych professor mentioned swaddling in lecture so I emailed him a picture of me being swaddled in my dorm room and asked if I could get extra credit because it was really hot in there and I got really sweaty and he was like “fabulous, sure”

I’m going to miss the Honors Advisor from my university.

megurashka:

megurashka:

i am so gentle and kind hearted

and stupid