I'm so out of Spoons I'm trying to use a pickle fork.

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I'm so out of Spoons I'm trying to use a pickle fork.
Pay the burnt bridge toll
Testament
Sorry, my heart got the zoomies
So, I feed bluejays. Crows ignore me, I'm not goth enough for them. Feeding the bluejays started innocently. "You want some cheese its?" Pretty soon I had one dude in particular I was feeding. What i didn't know was that a part of the bluejay courtship ritual is that the female will follow the male around screaming like a baby bird, demanding to be fed. So now I'm playing wing man (pun very much intended) to my bluejay, literally giving up half my lunch so he can feed his psycho future baby mama long enough to get laid.
Ok, so now my dude is trying to make a nest. It's clear he isn't a craftsman. He's wildly looking for leaves. He's trying so damn hard.
So now the game is he hides the food and she digs it up. I put them on a diet. They get almonds. No more junk food.
Babe, you're enough....
...We don't need any more of you...
Someone online said "skipping is the optimal human movement" and now all I can do is imagine early humans ominously skipping as they chase their prey
The depression has been going on so long, it isn't episodes, it's an ongoing series. We're on season 8 and I hate the main character
"The body doesn't lie, but it can't speak English"
So, I feed bluejays. Crows ignore me, I'm not goth enough for them. Feeding the bluejays started innocently. "You want some cheese its?" Pretty soon I had one dude in particular I was feeding. What i didn't know was that a part of the bluejay courtship ritual is that the female will follow the male around screaming like a baby bird, demanding to be fed. So now I'm playing wing man (pun very much intended) to my bluejay, literally giving up half my lunch so he can feed his psycho future baby mama long enough to get laid.
Ok, so now my dude is trying to make a nest. It's clear he isn't a craftsman. He's wildly looking for leaves. He's trying so damn hard.
So, I feed bluejays. Crows ignore me, I'm not goth enough for them. Feeding the bluejays started innocently. "You want some cheese its?" Pretty soon I had one dude in particular I was feeding. What i didn't know was that a part of the bluejay courtship ritual is that the female will follow the male around screaming like a baby bird, demanding to be fed. So now I'm playing wing man (pun very much intended) to my bluejay, literally giving up half my lunch so he can feed his psycho future baby mama long enough to get laid.
I don't know if this will make sense to other people, but I finally found the words to what I'm feeling and I think that's ok enough for me. Just felt I should share because maybe someone needs the words too. Thank you for reading, I love you already.
Your past doesn't need you. It doesn't deserve you. It treated you badly.
The future asks only your flexibility.
You travel the path on the still glass like plane. For miles the surface is black solid obsidian. Ahead is a bright white rectangular building. You travel to it and enter. Inside there are display cases of relics from every religion on our planet, and thousands of others besides. There are also cases detailing every atrocity and evil that has happened on each planet. And you stare and this deep sense of dread and anger fills you.
Eventually you walk to the back portion of the hall, and there is a plain stone chair. You can sit on it and pass judgement on those who have harmed you.
But then you have to stand before it and know God is judging you.
Having to verbally shush myself because my intrusive thoughts are being naughty
"And before you ask, T Rex's teeth were perfect for eating melons" said the creationist speaker who thought the world was 4000 years old
That was the moment I started to understand that the adults around me were a little unhinged
My Bodega is offering free fountain drinks because of the heatwave. Like most places like it it's a lifeline for the local homeless population. I find it so fucking endearing.
Screaming in the void like I'm Brood XIV