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@vicchillioil
I feel like the reason certain dog-lovers insist cats are evil is because they read their body language as if they were dogs. So here’s a very basic guide to common “mean” things cats do that actually aren’t mean at all if you know what they’re thinking.
Rolling and exposing belly- attacks you when touched Does not mean: Give belly rubs! - haha I tricked you! Actually means: I’m playful! If you reach for my belly I’ll grab your arm and bite it because I think we’re playfighting!
Lazily exposing belly - still attacks when touched Does not mean: tricked you again! Actually means: I’m showing you my belly because I trust you. Please don’t break that trust by invading my personal space. I might accept a belly rub if I’m not ticklish and I know you well. Snapping at you while being pet Does not mean: I suddenly decided I dislike you! Actually means: You’re petting me in a way that gives me too much restless energy. Please focus on petting my head and shoulders instead of stroking the full length of my back next time.
Is in the same room but makes no attempt to interact Does not mean: I’m ignoring you Actually means: We’re hanging out! I’m being respectful by giving you space while still enjoying your company. Slapping/scratching your hand when you try to pet them Does not mean: I hate you! Actually means: You’ve failed to establish that we’re not playing, or the way you’re approaching me scares me. Be calmer, speak more gently, make eye-contact and blink slowly at me before you try again.
why am i getting the urge to watch Kuch Kuch Hota Hai at 5 in the morning???
this is not healthy
i dont even like the film that much
but yeah i will be watching it rn ehe i cant help it
so i did watch it and
in the dumb charades scene, Dadi and Col. Almeida's character reenacted a scene from Hum Apke Hain Kon. Rahul guesses it and recalls Maduri while reaching that conclusion. So this implies that Hum Apke Hain Kon exists in the Kuch Kuch Hota Hai universe, and if Madhuri's existence was also confirmed then Salman Khan should also exist...
par wo tou...
why am i getting the urge to watch Kuch Kuch Hota Hai at 5 in the morning???
this is not healthy
i dont even like the film that much
but yeah i will be watching it rn ehe i cant help it
is hopeless platonic a thing
dead serious normalize having an average boring ass life where you have enough to meet your needs we do not need to be remarkable we just need to be alive
I want to rest, but also i want to do stuff, but also i don’t want to do anything
listen to me. this is my final message to you. when you are at your lowest a fictional guy will come to you and when that happens you must start putting them in situations. this is the meaning of life.
Just fyi, the title is a quote by James Baldwin, but the poem is by Nikita Gill.
I shared the source of Baldwin's quote here. It's from an essay that he started writing after Kwame Ture, then still known as Stokely Carmichael, had his passport confiscated by the US government in 1967.
I also share the poem there. Nikita Gill wrote it in 2024. You can find her on Tumblr as well, @meanwhilepoetry
Here's a transcription (copied from my previous post):
"Every bombed village is my hometown" - James Baldwin And every dead child is my child. Every grieving mother is my mother. Every crying father is my father. Every home turned to rubble is the home I grew up in. Every brother carrying the remains of his brother across borders is my brother. Every sister waiting for a sister who will never come home is my sister. Every one of these people are ours, Juist like we are theirs. We belong to them and they belong to us.
Yet another new study debunked the basis for the anti-trans sports bans. It was never about sports but for creating legal avenues for exclusion and abjection. This is one of the largest analyses ever conducted, involving 52 studies and 6,485 trans people. Read the study here.
post so nice had to reblog it twice and force it down everyone's throats
post so nice had to
reblog it twice and force it
down everyone’s throats
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Thomas Middleditch's comments are the best
sometimes I just randomly remember this outfit
the most married they've ever looked
Nonbinary graphics design major with a minor in ceramics