Happy Birthday To The Only Song

gentle reminder: you are very capable and I’m excited for your future

slightly less gentle reminder: you do have to work for it

Watching the "I respect retail workers" leave your bodies as soon as it's time to put back an item you don't want anymore

Safety tips #6: It watches over you.  It looms in the distance.  It keeps its eye on you.  It’s never out of sight, nor out of mind.  It’s always in earshot.  It’s always watching.  It’s always listening.  Its movies are unclear.  Its movements are unpredictable.  It doesn’t seem to like you very much.

thinking about how when you punch a mirror so that it cracks and fractures into multiple shards reflecting your own visage back at you, you're really just ironically surrounding yourself with more of the self you loathe in your quest to attain self-destruction. the grotesque reproductive quality of gouging pieces from yourself in order to lessen the burden of existence, and in the process only proliferating more individual aspects of You, shedding them as you go. much to consider.

Sometimes I remember that "I'm so fucking normal right now" is a line from disco elysium. like that's such a sentence from a tumblr post to me but no. harry du bois said that. out loud. he would do numbers on here

There are good things in this world still

Today, Bug asked for neck and face rubs by touching my hand gently with her beak.

Today, her neck feathers were indescribably soft and silky.

Today, she is sitting warm and safe and happy on my leg, sound asleep.

There are good things left in this world, however small. This is your opportunity to reblog this and share your good things with each other, or check the notes if you need a reminder.