we’ve started feeding this tortoiseshell-point siamese recently. she’s beautiful, aside from the fact she has disturbingly big, bulging blue eyes. we’ve started calling her… ‘goop’
it’s goop!
GUESS WHO HAD GOOPLETS! SIX ENTIRE BABIES! mama goop held onto her gooplings for an entire week longer than she had to, so the gooplitos came out very well done and fluffy!!
update: 10 weeks later… i have taken two of the gooplets for myself… sweet link and hella zelda are inseparable. as for the other four (trixie, dobby, poppy, and marigold), my mom is going to fix them & keep em as barn cats!
Target is where you go when you’re gonna try to restructure your entire life with 100 bucks, and you’re counting on a shoe rack, thumbtacks, a whiteboard, and new stationary to do it.
Everyone in here is looking for forgiveness and they’re trying to find it in a tasteful desk lamp and minimalist day planner
honestly the number of identities and flags and rhetorical positions that have been created to avoid the word ‘bisexual’ is just sad. it’s really sad. there’s no punchline to this post
i was sitting with a bunch of cis people at lunch who think i’m cis and they literally had an entire conversation on how “nowadays you can’t tell who’s transgender” while i there wearing a trans pride flag t-shirt
“I think it’s important to be able to be like, ‘Yes, your shoulders are broad, yes your hands are big and your voice is deep and you’re really tall and people notice you, and that makes you noticeably trans, but that doesn’t make you any less beautiful,’” [Laverne Cox] says.
“You’re not beautiful despite those things, you’re beautiful because of those things, and [believing] that has to be an active conscious process.”
