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"on god's green earth" is way too fun to say even when you don't believe in god and know most of it is blue, actually

you cannot buy flannels brand-new from kohls or walmart. you have to thrift them their ecosystem is very fragile and the brand new ones are invasive. go to a rescue and get one 3 sizes too big its even comfier #saveourflannel

ingydars

God the 11 year old girls you put on this earth to climb trees and play with plastic animals are buying foundation at the drug store

manisthebastard

for a second i thought you meant foundation like, a building foundation. not makeup

cognitohazardous

God the 11 year old girls you put on this earth are building something great and terrible on the edge of town

lachonk

I think it's a shame that "Oedipus complex" refers to fucking your mom instead of the actual point of his story, fulfilling your destiny through your attempts to avoid it. It just so happens his destiny was to fuck his mom

charyou-tree

Yeah, I don’t know what Freud was thinking, but Oedipus very much did Not want to fuck his mom. He spent the entire play trying to avoid that, and then gauged out his eyes when he learned that he had anyway.

lachonk

I think Freud was too caught up with the fantasy of fucking his mom to appreciate the themes of the story tbh

its-the-freak-phone

3000s

OK

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

at times when the world's wretchedness threatens to overwhelm, i remind myself firmly that despite all else, it is within my power to go to the chinese grocery store frozen section and buy an utterly enormous bag of dumplings. and that helps

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

there are several ways to cook frozen dumplings but i will direct you on the best way:

heat small amount of oil in pot on med-high heat. add dumplings, cook 2 min until bottoms are golden crispy

add half-inch of water. cover pot, cook 7 min

drain water and cook 2 min until bottoms are again crispy

CONSUME

in the darkest of times happiness comes in moments of joy we claw out of the jaws of the mighty. and sometimes that means dumplings

shea-parfait

taming the beast

romandraconics

when you’re intimidated by your mutuals but you reblog their posts

homunculus-argument

Friend group chats are fun. Today one of my friends, who keeps pet crayfish, found babies in a tank that was supposed to be a males only. No choice but to empty out the whole tank to fish out the babies of unknowable origins. But lo and behold, there was a culprit: one teeny tiny little female had somehow escaped containment, evidently specifically going out of her way to break into this all male tank to get railed by like 15 males twice her size. Possibly completely different breed, too. Monsterfucker supreme.

So for a good solid hour or so, the whole group chat was focused on. slutshaming this one specific little crustacean. With like 300 babies.

armandology

fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this