jossum
every time my fat and beautiful son Tennessee hops up on some furniture next to me i feel so honored, so accepted
god, i /want/ to be doing my homework, but m'brain is still like buzzing uselessly
of course they say it's a 'public service announcement.... with guitars'
it's like a list with a little editorializing (you have the right to free speech..... as long as you're not dumb enough to actually try it)
the clash's know your rights is kind of a list song
no listzs
what are some good songs that are lists
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je suis le roi de jorts
honestly at this point it's inevitable that i get a saturn-devouring-his-son tattoo, it's just a question of like which saturn devouring his son
jarchitects (jean architects)
it's like i /want/ to communicate, but humans and cats are equally alien to me.
y'all here's something: since i started deliberately slow-blinking at my cats so they'll know i love them, i find myself doing it to people who i want to be friends with as well
tinder bio: has four cats but in a really normal, chill, way.
tinder bio: afraid of commitment except to the bit.
aside from like he looks like he should be a cowboy, just all the time, that's what his look is
why is cory mcabee so fucking fixated on cowboys
crime-positive, sex-negative feminism.
god i hope my students never fucking discover mastodon