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Succession + Liam Gallagher Tweets (1/?)
“That's the most contact I've had from him in a while.” [via tvinsider]
and yet - i’ve just logged onto picsart for the first time in years and UM every time i try to edit something, it tells me i can only AI the material. i’m actually fucking livid. i can easily photoshop this shit
tried to watch suspiria with my fiancé but he said he was disturbed so i turned on the bull rodeo and stared at him to see if it made him more comfortable
this person thinks i stole their cat because i…. well i stole their cat (for good reason!!!). He was sitting outside in torrential rain and he came up to me and he clearly had a broken foot so i was like “good god man, come inside”. i knew he belonged to someone in the street but i didn’t know who because he just hangs out in the street and he wouldn’t be shooed towards any particular house.
anywho these people apparently searched the whole night and their cat had a warm night inside with tuna and litter and cuddles.
they emailed the neighbourhood list the next morning and i was like “ok cool i know who owns this cat now” (he has no collar or any identifying information). but then they told everyone on the street that someone suspicious took him and basically just made it sound like an abduction (man was outside my house in torrential rain mind you).
so in any case, i go down to their house and i’m like “i’ve got your little man. he’s fine. i can take care of him until you’re home”. they say ok so i take care of this cat for another 12 hours. The cat straight up refuses to leave my room and i invite them in cause im at a loss and the husband is like “lmao” but the wife is like… almost accusing me of brainwash. and i say “he seems really attached to this sleeping area - do you want me to move it to your house? my cat passed and she’s not going to use it anymore”. the husband is like “yeah that’d be great” but the wife seems hesitant so im like… ill leave it for a bit. now 6 weeks later i reach out to say “hey do you want the cat tower” - after a few weeks of my neighbours being completely strange to me because the narrative is i stole the cat (i have 3 cats and a dog - i don’t need another one 😭) but then even the neighbours are now like “the cat looked really sick and started knocking on doors tbf” and ive somehow started a neighbour war and i just want this cat to have a motherfucking space he likes to sleep that isn’t on the cement outside his house
so am i the bad person?
they accepted all my cat related gifts, thank god. i walked near their house today and saw their cat rolling around in the bed i gave him. legally i can’t do anything but at least i can do that much
people who let their cats outside unsupervised are basically accepting that anything can happen to them. that cat could have been hit by a car, contracted worms from a rodent it’d eaten, or any number of terrible things. you did a good thing! maybe they should keep their cat inside if they’re so worried about it being stolen.
ironically i have not seen this cat outside since the incident because i suppose they’re worried im gonna steal him. They said “you can just say hi to him on the street if you want” as if that was the issue. like yes i want the 19 year old cat with clear arthritis, a broken foot, kidney disease, etc? that’s expensive as fuck. i just wanted him to be out of the rain and he seemed to be asking to be out of the rain. I just find people insane. All my cats are inside cats and they have time outside supervised but they aren’t stuck out there in a thunder storm
this person thinks i stole their cat because i…. well i stole their cat (for good reason!!!). He was sitting outside in torrential rain and he came up to me and he clearly had a broken foot so i was like “good god man, come inside”. i knew he belonged to someone in the street but i didn’t know who because he just hangs out in the street and he wouldn’t be shooed towards any particular house.
anywho these people apparently searched the whole night and their cat had a warm night inside with tuna and litter and cuddles.
they emailed the neighbourhood list the next morning and i was like “ok cool i know who owns this cat now” (he has no collar or any identifying information). but then they told everyone on the street that someone suspicious took him and basically just made it sound like an abduction (man was outside my house in torrential rain mind you).
so in any case, i go down to their house and i’m like “i’ve got your little man. he’s fine. i can take care of him until you’re home”. they say ok so i take care of this cat for another 12 hours. The cat straight up refuses to leave my room and i invite them in cause im at a loss and the husband is like “lmao” but the wife is like… almost accusing me of brainwash. and i say “he seems really attached to this sleeping area - do you want me to move it to your house? my cat passed and she’s not going to use it anymore”. the husband is like “yeah that’d be great” but the wife seems hesitant so im like… ill leave it for a bit. now 6 weeks later i reach out to say “hey do you want the cat tower” - after a few weeks of my neighbours being completely strange to me because the narrative is i stole the cat (i have 3 cats and a dog - i don’t need another one 😭) but then even the neighbours are now like “the cat looked really sick and started knocking on doors tbf” and ive somehow started a neighbour war and i just want this cat to have a motherfucking space he likes to sleep that isn’t on the cement outside his house
so am i the bad person?
my boobs look fucking phenomenal but i have no one to show cause everyone is either a prude or untrustworthy or willing to feed it to AI at some point
idek how to go on like this. imagine the perfect boob. i’ve captured it. it’s my boob. and yet. u can never publish this picture
i don’t want to post my boobs on the internet but what choice do i have
my boobs look fucking phenomenal but i have no one to show cause everyone is either a prude or untrustworthy or willing to feed it to AI at some point
idek how to go on like this. imagine the perfect boob. i’ve captured it. it’s my boob. and yet. u can never publish this picture
my boobs look fucking phenomenal but i have no one to show cause everyone is either a prude or untrustworthy or willing to feed it to AI at some point
You are an unreliable narrator because your coping mechanisms for your deep-seated trauma forbid you from acknowledging the reality of the situation. I am an unreliable narrator because I sincerely have no idea what the fuck is going on.
this is my favourite tik tok in the whole world btw if u even care
i almost died yesterday because of a drunk driver. nothing happened luckily but my partner drove into an intersection when our light was green and this guy basically almost t-boned us going full speed through a red light where every other car was stopped. my partner swerved off the road and barely avoided him. i was so shocked until we caught up to him and saw a beer on his dash, phone in his hand, and he was hiding his face. kind of fucking insane that people do that shit. and my mum constantly calls me stupid for being anxious while driving. when that’s who you’re driving with
watching this horror movie where these urban explorers go to a haunted hotel that no one has ever returned from and i’m just sort of stuck on that concept. like - anyone who explores this place just disappears or at least doesn’t come back. so you decide you want to explore it? why? say you don’t believe in ghosts, that’s reasonable. but there could just be a poisonous gas in there or some natural explanation for why no one comes back. the point is - no one comes back. so why would you go without knowing why no one comes back? there could be a wild bear in there or something.
Nicola Samorì (Italian, b. 1977, Forlì, Emilia-Romagna, Italy, based Bagnacavallo, Province of Ravenna, Italy) - L’indiano (Blend), 2024, Paintings: Oil on Linen