Oh, hi!

Feminism, cats, tattoos, and whatever makes me think or laugh.

[dinosaurjawn]

Anyone else sob when you look at old family photos because you know how much pain & trauma they all went through but still somehow survived?

[glasskit-deactivated20240904]

i always find it weird when people describe children as worry free because most of my childhood memories are of me worrying

[yardsards]

[weaver-z]

Shout out to Spanish for having the correct word for kitties. This is literally el gato there's no other word for it

[teddymedley]

we have multiple actually. you forgot gatito and gatita.

[weaver-z]

HOW could I forget....

Los gatitos....

[weaver-z]

I have been informed that in Spanish these are also called MICHIS... the winning streak continues

[funnypages]

Nope.

[doccywhomst]

ok i just wanna check something.... reblog if you've never watched/opened tumblr live

[wizard-council-bureaucrat]

reblog if you’d open a cursed tomb before even considering opening tumblr live

[kidsinthehallpics]

[jetix]

2022-08-22

[jetix]

[kalichnikov]

[memewhore]

[fuzzyghost]

[subtle-showoff]

Don’t recommend

[coffv]

Pomegranates, Majorca by John Singer Sargent, 1908

[shiftythrifting]

Advertising mascots as cups as such

Ohio Valley Antique Mall

[lloydtheabstrac]

[itscolossal]

Balloons Inflate Around Copper Forms in a Playful Reinterpretation of the Enigmatic Venus Figures

[heavensickness]

[unashamedly-glaswegian]

Just a legend spouting truths

[inkskinned]

i have to believe somewhere, someone is trying a taco for the first time. someone is taking their first shower. someone is coming home to a new puppy.

i have to believe that this winter, someone new to snow will pull out a 5 dollar plastic sled and throw themselves down a hill, just to try it.

i think i'm probably lucky to be familiar with sunrises. i live in an area where the lightning bugs dance in their cocktail hours. i take chickadees for granted.

today i saw a tree that had changed to fall colors, and my first reaction was to grimace. i love autumn, but i hate the cold. i don't want it to be winter yet.

but how lucky, to live in a place where the leaves do change color - so bright and vibrant that people make treks from around the world just to look at what i grew-up-with. my mom's friend was a teacher in florida. she used to ask us to mail her an assortment of leaves, just to show her children - to prove to them yes, they really do turn yellow and orange and red.

last year i finally tried pumpkin spice for the first time. someone this year will find a new favorite knitting pattern. someone's favorite band will drop a new album. artists will make things we haven't yet imagined. there will be chalk drawings and magnet poetry and karaoke and recipes and laughing.

it is easy to forget. this was all new to me, once. and when it was - well, it was just all so easy to love.