Actually, no, I don't think that friendships dropping like flies in your late 20s and early 30s because no one has time for that between overwork and family obligations and marriage and kids and partners and the ritual of the time slayer is normal and ok. No I don't think deep conversations and spontaneous adventures being replaced with a tired coffee every six months is a normal part of growing up. I don't think that emotional intimacy and soul bonds disintegrating in the face of practical inconvenience is a fact of life. I think that means something is deeply deeply wrong with our society and I will never forgive it for the friends I've lost

sub this dom that. what if they are both completely chained to their devotion to each other. they’re rendered powerless by it. nobody is driving the bus.

This little guy is called a pika, and he’s loves bringing people flowers.

Affirmations: People like my work. I am good at what I do. Important people don’t want to hunt me for sport. If anything, they should worry about me wanting to hunt them for sport. I have a powerful bite force.

went to the beach and took some photos but i don't wanna post any potentially identifying information. here's a bird i saw:

Sleeping poorly is so embarrassing... sorry im grumpy I stayed up past my bedtime. Like a toddler

ever since seeing this post the Beastie Boys have taken up residence in my mind and they won't leave me alone. I pulled some leftover beans out of the fridge and was instantly mentally assailed with "beans beans, the magical FRUIT the more you EAT the more you TOOT" I will never again know peace

nobody appreciates my straightforward communication style

when u first listen to bridge over water album and u gotta start using hall and oates for your musical duo jokes bc u realize simon and garfunkel is serious business not a laughing matter.

The parking attendant paused by the double-length bay. Intended for mobile homes and cars with trailers, it was currently occupied by a sleeping dragon.

No parts of it extended beyond the lines, and the paper ticket was clearly displayed, impaled on a horn.

The parking attendant moved on.

I was going to just queue it for later but then it stuck in my brain, and I decided to make it everyone's problem

The path of inaction will not lead me to the life I want

I love it when a classicist has clearly gotten so lost in the BCE sauce that their perception of time has become deeply warped. Case in point: the article I’m currently reading just described the Byzantine era as “a period relatively modern.”

Stop that’s too funny

objectively, they're right

send me more posts like this. thank you