Currently flopping wetly like a fish out of water. Do not disturb.
Color Me Curious
untitled
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

pixel skylines
almost home
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
EXPECTATIONS
cherry valley forever
Noah Kahan

tannertan36
Fieri Frames
occasionally subtle
Not today Justin

Jimmy Eat World

No title available
Claire Keane
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Cosmic Funnies

#extradirty
YOU ARE THE REASON

seen from Guatemala

seen from Pakistan

seen from United States
seen from India
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Colombia
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
seen from Canada
seen from United Arab Emirates

seen from Taiwan

seen from Malaysia
seen from Vietnam
seen from Philippines

seen from Singapore
seen from Colombia

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
@aspec-ulum
Currently flopping wetly like a fish out of water. Do not disturb.
endlessly funny that some pets will just decide they are service animals now without any training or feedback from humans. babygirl no one hired you. you do not have a license for this
I’m not talking about humans pretending their untrained pets are service animals so they can bring them places they shouldn’t be allowed. I’m talking about my dog, who took one look at the two people with severe ADHD time-blindness and executive dysfunction who adopted him and was like, “Great. I am your Watch Dog now, as in, dog who functions like a watch. That is, if your watch was a seven-pound furby that could run this house like the goddamn navy. I will catapult myself onto your chest and nip at your hands when you fail to get up and Do Things in response to my incessant whining that it is Time For You To Eat Lunch/Get Out Of Bed/Go Exercise/Take Your Meds/Etc Now Now Right Now. This is a service I provide for to Helping You. No, you cannot opt out of the Helping You. Do not attempt to resist the Helping You.”
⬆️ Trained Professional
And he has like a fae-rules understanding of the scope of his duties and authority. He respects that we can and will override his judgment if we determine we do not actually need to do the Thing He Thinks We Need To Be Doing Right Now. But he is absolutely insistent that we give some indication that we have heard him and noticed what time it is first before he will chill out.
For example: My partner usually wakes up at 4AM to go for a run, but some days, he will just decide he needs the rest more than the exercise and turn his phone alarm off without getting up. Toby does Not Allow this and will stand on top of his pillow and stomp his little feet until the slovenly human has at least gotten out of bed and gone to the bathroom or the kitchen for a glass of water or something. But once he has risen and Done A Thing, thus acknowledging the passage of time, Toby will happily follow him back to bed and snuggle up for another few hours of snoozing
Some more Toby The Watch-Dog stories:
A combination of the aforementioned executive dysfunction + some appetite issues caused by my ADHD meds made it difficult for me to consistently make and eat a meal in the middle of the day, which usually caused me to put off lunch until I crashed out somewhere between 2-5PM with a wave of that so-hungry-I’m-nauseous feeling. Toby’s solution to this was to start bothering me every workday at around 10:50 (I work from home) and not chill out until I’ve at least TRIED to have lunch. If I sat down to eat but then got distracted by something on my phone for too long without taking a bite, he’d get upset about that, too. But I recently realized that he no longer bothers me about lunch. He’ll happily snooze through the day. I wondered why, until I remembered that a few months ago, I took some steps to address the root causes of this problem, which has resulted in me eating a proper balanced lunch consistently. He stopped reminding me because he trusts his big two-legged puppy to reliably feed herself now.
The three of us make the trip out to visit my parents for dinner about every other Saturday, always aiming to leave the house at 3:15, but lately, I keep underestimating how long it will take me to get ready and pull together everything we need to take with us, so I’ve ended up stressed and rushing out the door late. This past Saturday afternoon, after lunch, Toby was being all snuggly with me on the couch. I hadn’t planned on taking a nap, but he is very persuasive, so I dozed off without really thinking it through or setting an alarm. Meanwhile, Partner was totally engrossed in painting miniatures in the other room and did not have a timer set, either. To you, dear reader, this situation should have all the hallmarks of a looming disaster, and evidently, Toby shared that view even while asleep with his little pool-ball-sized head resting on my calf. I awoke some time later to him standing on my chest, stomping his foot, doing spins, and making those gentle little huff sounds that are not startling but will progress to loud whining if ignored. I checked my watch; 2:50PM. This dog woke me up at precisely the right moment to ensure I could get ready and leave on time without stressing—but wait, it gets better. Even after I’d gotten up, gone to the bathroom, and started to get ready, Toby still wouldn’t settle down. I tried taking him out, thinking he must need to go, but he just wanted to bark at passerby. I brought him back in, catching my partner’s attention, and we shared a laugh for how our little lying rascal woke me up right on time, after which Partner stood up from his painting and went to get dressed, too. Only then did Toby settle down. It wasn’t until we were driving home later that I figured it out: Toby did wake me up at just the right time on purpose, but he wasn’t satisfied until he saw me talk to Partner and Partner start taking steps to get ready, too.
But the funniest one, I think, was this past Sunday. As I mentioned before, most days, Partner gets up at the obscene hour of 4AM to go for a run. But on Saturday night, he told Toby that he would be getting up at 5:30 the next morning and asked him to please let him sleep in without pitching a fit. “But that’s ridiculous,” you say. “A dog can’t possibly understand the complex levels of abstraction and social construct in that sentence.” Until Sunday morning, I would have agreed with you. But I really don’t know how else to explain why Toby let Partner sleep peacefully through his usual 4AM wake up time and then insistently woke him at—I shit you not—5:29AM on the dot.
Partner’s 5:30 alarm does not do the “gradual fade-in” thing where it actually starts making noise earlier. There is no trickery here. My only other theory is that since Partner subconsciously knew he would be getting up at 5:30, he was coming out of REM sleep just before that time, and Toby picked up on the accompanying changes in breathing/heart rate/etc as clues that it’s almost time to get up. Which, if true, is still pretty damn impressive.
I have a new Toby The Watch-Dog story: On weekdays, I take ADHD meds twice a day. (Yes, I take instant release. Extended release is more convenient and performs better for my symptoms, but it also does dangerous things to my appetite, so instant release is the compromise.) One pill when I wake up, one just before lunch. I don’t usually have trouble remembering to take both doses, since they’re tethered to other activities and I use a pill timer. Yesterday, however, I was feeling a bit queasy after breakfast, so since my meds can also sometimes be a little rough on my stomach, I decided I’d eat a small, bland lunch and see how I felt after that before deciding whether or not to take the 2nd dose.
Toby watched me cook my lunch, sit down, and eat it without ever going back into the bedroom to take my pill. I presumably also smelled different to him, or my heart rate was lower, or whatever other combination of doggy-detectable signals would suggest I had forgotten to do the thing I always do. And he did not hesitate to let me know he had a problem with that.
Before I was even finished eating, he came and sat beside me and stared at me very intently—not like he does when he’s begging for a nibble, but like he does when he’s trying to tell me something. I asked him what was wrong, and he did his little inside-voice “woof” and spun in a circle (the cue we taught him for “I need to go outside.”) He doesn’t normally need to go in the middle of the day, but he just wouldn’t settle down, so I humored him and took him out anyway. Once we were out there, he just stared at me and kept spinning, which made no sense. I brought him back in, developed a hypothesis, and walked into the bedroom with him on my heels. Picked up the pill bottle and showed it to him. Then I pretended to take one, even washing it down with a little water, and washed my hands after like I always do. Finally, I turned to him and asked, “Happy?”
Dear reader, this seven-pound pusher blinked at me once, turned around, and trotted off to take a nap in his crate.
who is scott free and why are so many people getting him off
with natural hair too !!
this is from 2019 and this specific doll isn’t widely available anymore. but don’t worry, she’s not available because they introduced an updated one with better articulation!
when i got back into dolls i bought her immediately because it made me SO happy as a black disabled woman to see a black disabled doll. thats why her race matters for the weirdos in the notes, her race matters because black disabled kids deserve to have a doll that looks like them and having her made my inner child so happy. she’s still widely available but she’s also an older version. and guess what? THERES A NEW ONE WITH NATURAL HAIR
also the wheelchair is fully functional with wheels that role, foot rests that can move up and down, AND WORKING BRAKES!! YOU CAN PUT HER BRAKES ON! and it DOESNT STOP THERE! there’s the default blonde barbie for the angry people in the notes
and they then introduced KEN IN A WHEELCHAIR
and there’s a new one too!
y’all…there’s even CHELSEAS IN WHEELCHAIRS
and guess what? the new batch of barbies and chelseas include a chelsea with scoliosis
this is in addition to the barbies that have been made with prosthetic limbs and they recently added a barbie with a hearing aid too!
Image descriptions and plain text:
1. A Tweet by username jelienne @ death mountain crater 🌋, handle @ SummersNoQueen. The first line in all caps says, “There’s now a Barbie in a wheelchair” and is followed by regular text that says, “i can’t even begin to express how happy i am that more and more young girls are growing up seeing themselves in Barbie.” Attached to this Tweet is a photo of a skinny Black barbie with bendable arms and legs in a blue manual wheelchair. A photo on the corner of the doll’s box shows that the wheelchair actually moves.
2. A reply to the original Tweet, written by Crutches Thee Spice ♿ @ lmani_Barbarin that says, “There isn’t merely a Barbie in a wheelchair” and then in all caps, “There is a Black Barbie in a wheelchair. I repeat, sis is black!!!! [five dancing woman emoji].”
3. A different Black Barbie doll in a pink manual wheelchair, this one outside the packaging. The doll is wearing a rainbow striped dress and has waist-length curly hair with heart-shaped pink sunglasses resting on its head. Next to the wheelchair is a plastic grey wheelchair ramp accessory.
4. The last sentence of the paragraph after this photo says, “Theres a new one with natural hair”
5. The natural-hair Barbie in a hot pink manual wheelchair. The doll has type 4 hair and is wearing large hoop earrings and an outfit with rainbow hearts on blue fabric. The doll has an orange wheelchair ramp accessory.
6. The plain text of the paragraph after this photo says: also the wheelchair is fully functional with wheels that role, foot rests that can move up and down, and working brakes!! You can put her brakes on! And it doesn’t stop there! there’s the default blonde barbie for the angry people in the notes.
7. The default blonde Barbie in a light pink manual wheelchair. It is wearing a pink shirt and shorts with green leaves and orange shoes. The doll has a yellow wheelchair ramp accessory.
8. A different white Barbie with a colourful checker-patterned outfit and white shoes in a light purple manual wheelchair. The doll has a pink wheelchair ramp accessory.
9. Plain text: and then they introduced Ken in a wheelchair
10. A Ken doll in a sea green manual wheelchair. The doll has glasses resting on its forehead and is wearing a blue and yellow tie-dye style shirt, black shorts, and white shoes. The doll has a blue wheelchair ramp accessory.
11. A different Ken doll in a dark blue manual wheelchair. The doll is wearing a blue checker patterned shirt with palm trees, orange shorts, and white shoes. The doll has a green wheelchair ramp accessory.
12. Plain text: y’all…there’s even Chelseas in wheelchairs
13. A white Chelsea doll in a purple manual wheelchair. The doll has waist-length blonde hair and heart-shaped pink sunglasses on its head. It is wearing a blue tank top with a smiling cloud and a white skirt with black dots and rainbow heart shapes. The doll has a pink wheelchair ramp accessory and a small sheet of stickers.
13. A Black Chelsea doll in a bright pink manual wheelchair. The doll has shoulder-length type 4 hair and heart-shaped pink sunglasses on its head. It is wearing a pink tank top with a white and pink dog and a blue skirt with black dots and rainbow heart shapes. The doll has a purple wheelchair ramp accessory and a small sheet of stickers.
14. A white brunette Chelsea with waist-length hair. It is wearing a pink dress with sparkles and lightning bolt shapes. The doll’s torso is angled slightly, and it is wearing a plastic back brace over its dress.
15. A white brunette Barbie with its hair in a ponytail, visible from the shoulders up and shown at an angle so that its hearing aid is visible. The doll is wearing a black dress with pink and white flowers.
End descriptions.
[pushing my glasses up with an air of unwarranted superiority and gesturing toward a painting without a minotaur] the Minotaur is implied.
I'm going to *remembers how many times in my life I didn't tell anyone I was suicidal* you know, I'm not going to, but I honestly think even joking about it is better than never talking about it, and I think people who have dealt with such a difficult thing deserve to be able to joke about our own experiences without getting lectured about some knock-off CBT that's been ground up and shat out of the online pop psychology void, and also you know this format in itself is a suicide joke right it's just euphemistic
“the soft animal of your body”….? thats my hard as fuck werewolf body to you
when i erase a word with a pencil where does it go
are you okay
They turn into those eraser shavings and then you swipe them off your desk and they land on the floor and someone steps on them and they stick on their shoe and eventually the person goes home so right now your word is at someones house
maybe its watching them take off their clothes yeah get it word
this fucking site i swear to god
>“i will never end up like him”
>behind my back i already am -_-
The Great Gatsby
Boyfriend: wait but I thought you could change from alpha to omega? Like you get hit with a pheromone and bam become that and you fuck, but the rest of the time you’re androgynous
Me: … I think you have confused omegaverse with the seminal piece of science fiction literature The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K Le Guin
Nationalism is a societal evil
the plot chickens (becomes scared of its own premise)
what I mean: "sexual intercourse" is as much a social construct as "romantic courtship," and you discover this very quickly as a queer person if you try to talk to able bodied straight cis people who literally think the only thing that counts as Actual Sex is penis-in-vagina penetration, like they call oral "foreplay" it's so dire. various people have a lot of vested interest in cleanly defining "sex" vs "not sex" for a whole slew of reasons (ex. censorship dodging and enforcing, conferring the social clout of virginity and prowess, finding and closing loopholes about premarital sex, deciding what relationships "count" as serious partnerships, ligating what is general assault vs sexual assault vs Something That's Definitely Probably Fine And Not Sexual At All, Actually, etc.), and it's really not something you can just fall back on as obvious common sense that people are dumb for questioning.
what I say: sex isn't real and you can't have it
been thinking about how often times parents/guardians' neglect of their children is quite frankly necessary to the family's overall survival under capitalism.
i was medically neglected as a child. had my ear split open & a nail stuck in my leg & got rubbing alcohol and soup about it. this didnt happen because my parents didnt care, but because we were living on food stamps & they had 5 other kids to take care of (my parents werent good by any means but they leaned far more into controlling behavior than they did neglect).
you can probably see what im getting at. the neglect was technically chosen. my parents were physically capable of taking me to an urgent care. but they were also adults who could reason that if they did that they would probably be in even more debt than they already were for years to come, making everything harder for them and for me & my siblings.
there is a farce of control over decisions like this in a system where health and safety cost money. as an adult i have had to forego tests to determine some of the disabilities i might have (outside of the ones that are already known about) because the copay would be $1,500 fucking dollars. thats not actually a decision im able to make without being under duress.
it is absolutely necessary to engage in medical neglect of yourself and/or others in this system. thats not even to mention emotional or physical neglect because of the time trap that is working for a wage.
so basically what im saying is there are no healthy childhoods until health is free
This bothers the heck out of me when it comes to school policies on excused and unexcused absences, too. Excused needs a doctor’s note. What parents have the time to take off from work and the funds to take their kids to the doctor? Well, the ones that already didn’t have a problem with truancy, is the ones.
When a kid gets to a certain number of unexcused absences, the parent can be charged with an actual crime under the law. (Not to mention medical neglect, also a crime.)
The child can also be taken away and put in a facility or home that is paid by the government (possibly with the parent having to pay it back) to care for the child.
How much simpler to just give the parents the money in the first place? How much more just for the child. How much extra money is spent on prosecuting the parent for their voluntary actions?
I love when people are like "oh you think you're such a good person huh" when you never said or implied that because it tells you a lot about how they perceive themselves
Conservatives do this a lot
This is so funny
every time some annoying prick from the usa says they're going to "europe" and doesn't specify which country they should be automatically banned from the whole continent. are you going to france or lithuania answer quickly i have a gun
when they say this they should be put in a town randomizer and spawn wherever it spits out. sorry you wanted to go to Amsterdam but you're stuck in (spins wheel) wait holy shit there's actually a village in France called Anus?
if you say you're going to europe I send you here