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I think if I was a book character I would be almost universally hated, and then a few dedicated fans would blorbify me and decide I've never done anything wrong in my life
I was speaking with a friend one day when the subject came of what an ideal romance would look like.
He said that he liked the idea of marrying a childhood sweetheart, someone shy and sweet who needed him. He said he liked the idea of being needed, being relied on, being the guiding hand in a crowd, the active participant to introduce new experiences.
I thought about his answer, and said, "I don't think I want to be needed. Being needed means being kept around from necessity, even without affection. I think I'd rather be wanted, by someone outgoing and independent, who can live their life without me but chooses not to."
He didn't like mine, and I didn't like his, and so we disagreed, and talked about something else.
It is worth mentioning, I think, that he was a youngest child, and a boy, in his family, where I was the oldest, a girl, in mine.
And it's pure conjecture, but I think that for him, living the life of the youngest boy- treated as small, reliant, superfluous- it makes sense to desire being vital, needed, and looked up to.
And for myself, growing up the oldest girl- treated as a tool with a function, vital and needed but not particularly wanted- it makes sense that this would be my greatest fear, to be trapped, needed, required, but not desired.
I think we both are valid in wanting what we want. But I can't help but feel my skin crawl, just a little, imagining a partnership where I couldn't walk away. Where someone needed a hand to hold theirs, any hand at all, and not just mine- not because mine felt different.
It's interesting how we can be friends, I think. Interesting how each of our fantasies are the other's nightmares.
if we send this up on one of our spacecraft the aliens are gonna be so fuckin confused
goddamn her voice is gorgeous
goddamn her gorgeous
Building a treehouse is the biggest insult to a tree. “I killed your friend, here hold him.”
“Friend”
Its more of I killed a potential enemy. Hold his dismembered corpse in victory.
Plants don’t wage war
Ever heard of blackberries?
Yes, plants do wage war
Mint and strawberries, too. They need to be quarantined or they will kill basically everything else.
I planted mint in the ground 2 years ago.
It’s currently fighting a bitter battle to the death against the raspberries attempting to invade from the east while trying to annex the patio.
Could go either way at this point TBH. Unless, of course, I take a shovel and the blowtorch out there and battle both back to within their original boundaries.
And anyone wondering if a blowtorch is overkill for weeding back mint has never actually planted mint.
This post did not go where I expected it to.
Our garden plot at my childhood home slowly got overrun by wild blackberries after we stopped managing it while my sister and I were in nursing school. And by overrun I mean it was like a 4 foot tall thicket of wild blackberries. It hadn’t been touched by humans in at least 4 years. I started the ultimately futile task of trying to clear this plot with a machete and discovered to my amazement a patch of mint several feet across underneath the canopy of blackberry, still fighting the good fight all those years later.
Ultimately it took two jars of homemade napalm and some creative fire placement to clear that patch but I damn sure saved that patch of mint. It earned the right to be there.
Yall mother fuckers don’t even talk unless you’ve had to wage war on kudzu (it’s an ivy strain directly from Hell) that shit doesn’t just wage war with other plants, it wages war with all living things on planet earth. It’s some gnarly ass Blood for the Blood God, Chlorophyll for the Chlorophyll Throne demon weed.
Can second the comments of Kudzu.
I forget where I read it but there’s this one tree that creates an extremely flammable substance that’s in both the bark and leaves. Dead trees become torches and crushed up leaves become dust-incendiary, all while the plant’s seeds are Giant Redwood levels of resilient to open flame. IE it has a goddamn scorched earth policy. It’s even more badass than plants that use toxins to starve other plants.
I’d like to third the comments on Kudzu. These are the battlefields:
See those weird pillars? Those were trees. See that strange lump in the middle? That was a house. Everything green you see in this photo is kudzu.
Kudzu is an apocalyptic nightmare
They smother every other living plant to death
Those trees under there are dead, they can’t get sunlight. Kudzu takes over and steals everything from these trees, and becomes them. It’s creepy as hell. These plants are basically straight out of a horror novelist’s wet dream tbh.
The bodies of everything the kudzu has slain.
What used to be a house
Someone attempting to drive a four wheeler through it, to give you scale
It’s an ornamental plant kept in check in china, but was introduced to north america where it immediately went rampant and began to spread incredibly fast like a disease, destroying everything in its wake
The ONLY thing that has stopped this curse from engulfing the united states is goats. Apparently goats love this stuff like no tomorrow. Everywhere we find it now, we just bring a horde of goats to cut it down. Everything is fine…. for now.
Kudzu is on time magazine’s top 10 invasive species to look out for.
This little buddy doing his part
Not to keep spamming this post but
“the growth of kudzu as it became a “structural parasite” of the South,[7] enveloping entire structures when untreated[11] and often referred to as “the vine that ate the South”.[13]”
“It has been spreading rapidly in the southern U.S., “easily outpacing the use of herbicide spraying and mowing, as well increasing the costs of these controls by $6 million annually”.[2]“
yall it’s been estimated this plant consumes 600 kilometers of the united states every year
it’s been suggested that we just start eating it to make it go away
Adding to the spam: yes, kudzu IS edible. In fact, all parts of it but the vine are edible. The leaves are supposedly great in salads or baked into quiche. The flowers supposedly are great in jam. The roots… Well, if you know how to cook other root vegetables, you know what to do with kudzu root. Feed this stuff to your livestock and cook it.
Eat it before it eats your house.
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In this world it’s eat or be eaten
Thread starts with the existential angst of building a treehouse. Ends with recipes on how to eat kudzu.
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ppl who werent changed forever by youre gonna go far kid by the offspring when they were like 11 and insanely impressionable you just cant understand me
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the way like 5 people in the English dub of MLB have accents is so funny to me like its translated and dubbed and they were like... okay so dub Andre with an accent
maturity for me as a cisgender female is realizing pink is an amazing color
like as a kid everyone avoids the color because it's 'such a girly color ew' but like ? it so underrated even if it is more of a 'feminine color' whats wrong with that? pink is a solid color.
"Is this why you bake a single macaroon every sunday?!"
bro tikki is ruthless sometimes without even realizing it
also marinette baking a special single macaroon EVERY SUNDAY in his favorite flavor and wrapping it up is such a Marinette Thing I love her for doing that
um adrien voiced cat noir in the movie about ladybug and cat noir in Animaestro episode. that must've been so awkward like did he embody the side of him that is how he speaks/acts as cat noir? did he just use his normal way of speaking and act all awkward so that nothing sounded too close to irl cat noir?
poor boy must've been panicking when his father told him he would be doing this
You see, Perry the Platypus, when Vanessa was a little girl, she wanted to take estrogen. Of course, I said yes. And since then she’s always been my little girl. Well recently, Vanessa’s school deadnamed her on her reports! Can you believe that!? I mean we live in a fairly progressive area and—hey, isn’t that not allowed in public schools??
Anyway, that’s when I got the idea for THIS! The deadname-eraser-inator! That way, not only will Vanessa no longer be deadnamed, but EVERY OTHER TRANS PERSON IN THE TRI! STATE! AREA!
Perry spends this episode fixing the wall he put a hole through on the way in
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Please reblog and add your nationality in the tags along with what you answered! I'm very curious about this; and it's not to shame anybody, so don't be rude!
If you don't do the reblog part it's not very good as a study 😭
if marinette was given the cat miraculous and was the holder of Plagg the world would have ended in the first season with the amount of chaos they both have
adrien as chat noir going to talk to marinette is literally so funny to me
like boy just wants somone to talk to and goes 'oh theres marinette she'll listen' SJKFHDAL:KEIFHLKJS
and then the other half of the times they talk hes just flirting with her the whole time like its how he just thinks 'oh marinettes a part of this? i can go talk to her... ;)' and then jokes around and kisses her hand?
hi excuse me where are all the characters that have trouble speaking? or like just occasionally mess up what they're trying to say sometimes?
currently reading a book with a really well-spoken characters as part of the main group and then i go into my everyday life and can't make a good sentence that makes with what im trying to say you know?
I love a good elegant character but I can't even think of one canon example of a character in a book I've read saying something trying to express their thoughts and then messing up, having to take a breath, and then try again meanwhile thats what i do like everyday
Black
We've been called different things
Colored, negro, black ,African AmericanBut, we were labeled as thugs, gangbangers , trouble makers, thiefs
Our ancestors stole, beaten and abusedsed
Then set free but, what for, to be subdued? Knocked down and locked out, left in cultural solitude
Segregated , forgotten and abandoned
We rose , determined
Determined to be equal , we fought
Some laid down their lives For a dream , equality
We won but they can't rest easy
The battle isn't over , our ancestors rest uneasy
Because our blood still get spilled on the street
We're still judged by predetermined notions of who we ought to be
Our culture stolen and erased,
From history, but we're the thieves?
Gave us a month and a day so we should be on our knees?
Nowe still gona fight and protest
A reminder that y'all can't suppress us anymore
Y'all labele us as thugs ,gangbangers, trouble makers and thieves
But what y'all failed to realise , Is that we're so much more.
We're engineers, scientists, artist, creator'sVisionaries
And we are Black
#they all look SO much funnier wet skdhskfhdkfj when u need to size down a file cus it wont send on discord (x)