My cat likes to sit on the kitchen counter and surveil the streets on bin day for other naught kitties
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I had to talk to my uncle yesterday who has some "interesting" political opinions and he also told me to my face that he doesn't want to be told to use gender neutral language (he knows I'm non-binary) and that I should simply stop having a phobia.
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there are a lot of odd takes out there re succession but i do think pretending the ending doesnt make sense or was bad because it isnt what you wanted or your fav didnt come out on top is up there like...i was a kendallgirl team ken baby etc but to pretend that it going to tom is like. a badly constructed ending because you dont like tom is so baffling...surely you can separate the two. when has succession ever been about what people really getting what they deserve...did you think all the wrongs would be righted at the end. justice etc. when has this show or this family worked like that when has waystar worked like that...when has succession ever been about the siblings WINNING. be so serious
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Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck shit shit she wants to die my sister wants to die
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God the holidays were… I mean… Weird. I did have fun in places but overall, felt weird. It was very weird. However I did get to see a friend! Stayed till 11.30pm, arrived at 12. It was rather awkward with my mother sat right there, but what can you do. She seems upset that we’re not Together. But I swear! This guy is just me but with a moustache! I got to walk around and point at buildings and go “Did you know that in 17-something-hundred—“ and I had a rapt audience! He showed me how lime kilns worked when we walked by one! I love it!
It was really nice to see a friend and it was so so good to get out of this bloody awful place for a bit. I’m back now but at the very least my brother is in Germany and won’t be back for a few more days, so I’m safe there. But god. What a weird, WEIRD holiday.
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don’t know what part of my brain is missing that makes it a struggle to grasp anything that isn’t concrete or tangible or easily quantifiable but whenever i’m not like. fantasising about clawfoot tubbing myself i’m like “don’t think i’m depressed think this is just me having a normal one” and the normal one is me having this thought after having spent sixteen hours in bed mostly every day for like three years
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My Mum: You aren't trans, you shouldn't change your beautiful body. If you have to change anything natural about your body, then it isn't meant to be 😇😇😇
Also My Mum: SHAVE YOUR HAIR!!! YOURE TOO HAIRY!!! Women ALWAYS shave their legs!!!!! What are you, a man??? Shave your moustache!!!! I won't let you outside until you shave!!!!!
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much as i complain about having to do stressful shit alone all the time im not even sure i'd know how to not go through things alone. ive basically been going through things alone since i was 15 and my dad died and everyone else in my family either had people they could turn to or were too busy with their own grief to deal with me. and i didn't know how to talk about it to my friends so i just, never talked to anyone about it
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