Biologist. Olympic Peninsula, WA. Mediocre artist. Slowly sinking into the mud. Any pronouns.
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"you don't owe anyone anything" You are a tar pit. Speak for yourself. I personally owe the cafe employees my dishes put away and my friends a listening ear and small scared insects a cup and a gentle trip outside. Hyperindividualism is a rancid infection borne of capitalism and willfully misinterpreted therapyspeak and I will defy it by continuing to be kind regardless of whether or not it benefits me personally
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As your eyes adjust to the shadows, you realise you are not alone
by Danielle MacIvor
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Told my partner that my favorite author quit writing novels to write Five Nights at Freddy鈥檚 fanfics and now every time I say I don鈥檛 know what to read they just go, oh, is it Freddy time yet
#fnaf#I鈥檓 saving the fnaf fic for a bad day#trying to put off this chapter of sexual awakening that鈥檚 just waiting for me
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Wooden decorative plate depicting a fox and a wolf by Ivan Skitsiuk, 1970s
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when i first adopted my roman senator from the shelter he was so traumatized from being attacked by an angry mob in the forum that he would just curl up in a ball with his toga and whimper all day. but with careful support now he will eat olives from my hand without growling or biting or filibustering. it's amazing to see what love can do for senators<3
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I want my gay rights now! - Marsha P. Johnson (NYC Pride Parade, 1973)
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Saturday Evening Post, August 13, 1932. Cover by Lynn Bogue Hunt.
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sometimes my cat will suddenly go very fast. But don't let this fool you. It does not reflect an urgent change in circumstances
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