idk thinking about how sometimes you have to show up for people you aren't that close to, because sometimes you're just the person who's there. sometimes you invite a new friend to a party and end up having to sit with them through a panic attack. sometimes you run into an acquaintance on their worst day and they need to talk about what happened. sometimes someone is crying in a stairwell and you're the only one around to ask if they're okay. and none of this is "trauma dumping" or whatever the fuck it's just being there for people because you're the one in the room with them.
crown jewel/stained glass jello cakes are like beautiful angels to me. it's fruity and delicious. it's retro kitsch. it's an edible example of midcentury minimalist art in every cross section.
i understand the 50s housewife appeal here. if i rolled up to the potluck with a fugly cobbler and my neighbor brought one of these i may have to end my stupid sloppy fruit life.
fine, i’ll say it. raspberry is everything strawberry wishes it was but strawberries get the spotlight for being cute
choosing to allocate spoons to hanging out and having a good time at the cost of perfectly completing all your work is not a failing it is in fact an act of survival. “too sick to work = too sick to play” is in fact ableist bullshit that you don’t have to buy into. and the fact that leisure time is treated like a privilege is a fucking travesty
VIOLENCE!! VIOLENCE AND HURTING :((
but its okay! beacuse i trapped them in a gif
how’s that house that raised you?
hecate
Syn • They/Them • Adult • ♓ sun, ♐ moon, ♎ rising. Year of the Earth Snake. INFJ. Mostly reblogs and screaming. Check out my side blog here for DC content and x Reader fanfiction.
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