The Assassination Of Caesar Was Pretty Gay When You Think About It. Like What Do You Need All Those Knives

When The Only One Who Ever Mattered said about sskk “Their lives were like pawns in a chess game or like casino bets: crucial to the strategist, but at the same time replaceable”. I think about that every day

btw you can use whatever gender seasonings you want. paint your nails, wear breast forms, wear a binder, pack, tuck, dress however you want, whatever. you are adding ingredients to your gender soup.

“you should be at the club” i should be by the sea. i should be in the mountains. i should be awestruck and rendered speechless by the majesty of the natural world. if you even care

I'm going to *remembers suicide is often not a desire for death itself but rather an attempt to radically change one's life because the current state of being has become unbearable but the person can't think of any way to change it other than death* kill myself

love when creatures sniff your hand and are like. ah understood

i just have a soft spot for creatures that have no right to exist. robots with no empathy and a shortened lifespan. vampires who can't survive without killing others. parasites who possess a body and discover the joys of being human. a person created by the unwilling fusion of two other people. idk it just hits me every time

I can't believe foxes are dogs. I mean. They're foxes. They are feline-like fluffye doggos that make a weird sound. They're the third gender. Cats, dogs and foxes.

did i tell u guys i got into an argument on twitter bc i said foxes are dogs and someone tried to bring up their actual fuckin. classification or whatever and i just said “foxes are dogs cause they are fluffye” and they kept arguing with me. the entire time i was like “you will not survive the immigration to tumblr you are lucky we are not there right now”