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this person’s response to being constantly assaulted by their own cats is to hide inside an enclosed tent in their living room

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CHAPPELL ROAN Reading Festival, ph. by Alana Paris - August 22, 2025
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how life feels when you go alone to see a fun movie and when you leave the cinema the sun is still out
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I just wanted to say that sometimes the word you're looking for is just ✨lying✨. You're allowed to be upset that someone just plain old lied to you. You don't have to call it gaslighting or manipulation or whatever the fuck, just call it lying and that's enough. It was a ✨lie✨. Not everyone is an evil genius playing mind games, sometimes they're an asshole lying to you.
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My aunt’s cat is very shy and hides when there are guests in her house. She semi-trusts my parents and will at least be in the same room as them. Tonight, my dad made some progress:

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You are my favourite song ; everything else is noise
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social media needs to add multiple tiers of blocking someone
I should be able to differentiate between "you seem perfectly nice but I do not enjoy seeing your posts," "you view the world through an ideological framework that I find flawed at best and repellent at worst," and, of course, "I Am Killing You With My Mind"
#muting vs blocking IMO#“i don't wanna see your posts” neutral social media tidy-up mute vs “I DON'T WANT YOU TO BE ABLE TO EVEN LOOK AT ME” hateful jailer's block
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I remember the first time a girl put her fingers in my pussy, I was so scared to let her. Things still felt incredibly raw even three months into healing, like the slightest misstep could damage something. It felt like an inconsiderate or brash hand might rip or tear something. And I was so afraid I didn’t look healed enough to actually be pretty to her. Things still felt swollen, and the scars weren’t yet faded. But she laid me down on her bed, the spring sun streaming in the window, and she shushed my protests with a kind and knowing tone. She’d gotten a neopussy a year and a half before me, she’d be careful. So there I was, laying down and looking up at her smiling between my ever so slightly shaking legs. She had lube on her fingers and she leaned into me slowly, with her whole body, resting her other arm on my right knee as she came closer to me. Then she was in, and although I’d been fingered anally before, nothing prepared me for how large and detailed her fingers felt in me. The sensation was so vivid that I couldn’t help but picture precisely where they were in me, what shape they curled into. I could feel so perfectly I might as well have had x-ray vision. She smiled at my surprise. Then she watched me begin to relax. And that’s when she began that caress, that coaxing with her fingers that I had performed on others so often. The pleasure was beyond description except as waves and waterfalls and the desperate powerless need for her not to stop. My eyes were so wide, and I felt just like porcelain being painted by a master craftsman.
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Was talking to a coworker today who explained that her grandfather was like Snow White “but Californian. And an old man.” in that the creatures of the forest would follow him around and presumably duet with him.
“When he died the ravens sat in the trees outside for a week, watching. Taking turns. A horde of raccoons tried to break into the house every night, tearing at the siding. Eventually they gave up, but it was unsettling.”
“Aww. They were checking on him!” I said, like a normal person. Internally, I thought “Maybe you could do the thing you do with dead pets, where you show them to the living pets so the living pet understands they’re gone. But I guess if you did that to a bunch of scavenging species, they’d be like “Well, that’s very sad but he IS food now.” So what you’d need, for human sensibilities, is some sort of transparent corpse barrier. Like a see-through coffin oh that’s what the dwarves were doing! You’ve stopped paying attention to this conversation about the loss of a beloved family member you gotta phase back in.”
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there are a lot of people on this website who are incredibly, flamboyantly wrong about things, but theyre also like……clearly in gigantic amounts of pain, and arguing with them on the internet isnt going to change the situation of either their wrongness or their pain
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