Is it bad that if you were running for president, I'd vote for you just so see what you would do in office because of your hilarious shenanigans? What would you do if you ever became the president?
I’d do hilarious silly little shenanigans like executing the oligarchy live on television
shoutout if you hyperfixate
Shoutout if you say sorry to everything
shoutout if you have trouble speaking for yourself
shoutout if you overthink
shoutout if you snap for no reason
shoutout if you use neopronouns
shoutout if you don’t use pronouns
shoutout if youre part of the lgbtqai+
shoutout if youre trying your best
shoutout if you can’t handle every day life
shoutout if you don’t fit in your body/species
shoutout if you made it through yesterday <3
Adding more because it made me so happy to read through the comments and reblogs :3
shoutout if you’re 1 minute clean
shoutout if you successfully made it out of a abusive household/relationship
shoutout if you’re stuck in a abusive household/relationship
shoutout if you can’t communicate your needs
shoutout if you can’t love anybody in a romantic way
shoutout if you don’t know your gender/sexuality
shoutout if people don’t understand how your brain works
shoutout if you’re disabled
shoutout if you’re a person of color
shoutout if you don’t fit into stereotypes
shoutout if you do fit into stereotypes
shoutout if you love to fast
shoutout if you made it out of bed this morning
shoutout if you ate some food today
shoutout if youre hydrated right now
shoutout if youre trying your best to take care of your self <3
Whelp gotta edit this again bc of how many hate I'm getting with my "your" and not "you're" (dw I've deleted most of them) :(
A message to the younger members of the community, and those who doubt there place in it:
Beings don't care.
I went to a therian meet up over anthro northwest. And it was NOTHING like the current online spaces, especially all the discourse.
There was no fighting. It was beautiful. Beings were freely using whatever labels they wanted, no one cared "why" someone identified as something, mental, spiritual, physical. Everyone was like "Hey, cool!".
Older folks talked about their time in the community while the younger ones did quads. People howled, played with squeak toys. No one cared. And most importantly, everyone agreed the infighting was pointless.
You WILL be accepted irl. This discourse doesn't matter. You are going to find your beings, and none of these online pissing contests mean anything once you meet others off the screen.
It's a beautiful place out there.
This genuinely made me laugh out loud
the biggest scam tumblr pulls is all the people who come here convinced they want to be tumblr famous
I am salt vinegar and everything sinister >:]
As an alternative to 'sugar, spice, and everything nice'
I present: 'salt, vinegar, and everything sinister'
Archangel, Neurodivergent, Photographer. Ruler of the Stars, Keeper of the Sun.
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