TUA S3 SPOILERS!!!

just crying over how romantic Freddie & Jim were nbd

I don't really have anything to add to this. We all already know people are dumbasses.

Sometimes that's how you teach fuckers to have empathy.

We tell kids, "treat others how you want to be treated" but at a certain point in a person's life they just grow so apathetic and desensitized to the greater world outside themselves that the simple philosophy we teach literal children is forgotten, or at least, no longer actively practiced.

That's when you show them how they've been treating others, make them feel the things they inflict onto people thoughtlessly, because people tend to learn best the hard way, and we've got a tendency towards selfishness, so forcing someone to "walk a mile in another's shoes" is usually the best way to ensure any type of lasting impact.

Bruh. Don't hide that shit that's poetic as hell

love as religion; am i doomed? / on aromanticism

all highlighted sections from ‘aromanticism’ by moses sumney - the album notes // other excerpts in order: ‘doomed’ - moses sumney / quote by Naïmah Janse / earthlings - sayaka murata / ‘sun bleached flies’ - ethel cain / unknown / ‘doomed’ - final verse

Are Pinky and the Brain still trying to take over the world? Because at this point, I'm willing to hear the Brain's platform.

i think it's fine to attribute some desire to biology, like wanting to have kids. like yeah I'm sure a lot of it is the living creature need to proliferate. it doesn't bug me. same as acknowledging that love is dopamine or whatever. a cynic saying love is just chemicals in our brains isn't a gotcha. like ok we as humans were so driven and fascinated by our capacity to love that we found the exact juice that produces that feeling and gave it a name. that's awesome, actually, i dig that, i love that. with my chemicals.

Help! I've fallen down a fandom rabbit hole and I can't get up!

Literally though, I've been completely useless the past couple weeks🤦‍♀️

Watercolor dump

but what if (hypothetically) I wanna commit arson?

Should I just go vibe to some Hozier until the cringe thoughts dissipate?

loudly going "YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD" to myself to ward off the memory of every embarrassing thing i've ever done