give it up for year 3

My cats have this meow that means "please come with me to fix this" after which they'll lead me to the problem in question, usually a empty (or 'empty') food bowl or a closed door they want open. They look at the 'problem', they look back at me, clear message.

What fascinates me is how this illustrates what they percieve as being in the realm of my 'power.' I control the food, I control the door, sure, but my cats love to sit on the balcony in the sun, and it has happened plenty of times that on a rainy day they come get me, go to the balcony and show me... the rain. "Please fix this" they say. "Please get rid of the wet"

"Silly kitty," I say, "I can't control the rain." I then walk into the shower and turn on the rain.

old art

why nobody draw him

howl pendragon

>> ruemxu

The four penguins from Madagascar are, somehow, isekaied in the middle of the clone wars

Rest in Peace, Andre Braugher.

I haven't been active much in this blog for a while. Being in college has been very draining, and I'm very tired. Also, I've changed a lot since last year, and I don't know, this blog feels like it belongs to that past version of me that I barely recognize now.

I'll still reblog a couple of stuff in this blog, but I probably won't be as active as I used to.

after arouind 9pm all music sounds better and all fanfic reads better BUT all thoughts become 97% less reliable. trust me im science

Yo I feel like the idea that the only historical women who counted are the ones who defied society and took on the traditionally male roles is… not actually that feminist. It IS important that women throughout history were warriors and strategists and politicians and businesswomen, but so many of us were “lowly” weavers and bakers and wives and mothers and I feel like dismissing THOSE roles dismisses so many of our mothers and grandmothers and great-grandmothers and the shit they did to support our civilization with so little thanks or recognition.

As a Christian, when I do something kind, I’m not trying to “win them back” or “represent the real church” or “show them a real Christian.” No agenda. That’s not kindness. I’m choosing to be human. What I believe that God made us to be. Doing the right thing. Is all.

I see people die every week. Often they tell me their regrets.

Please. I plead with you. Live deeply. You may be young now but it goes. Fast. It is a breath. Do not waste time on everyone else’s vision for you. I know it is not this easy. In all the ways you can, please be here.

You can only REBLOG THIS TODAY

Boo are cute <3

Christ Walking on Water, Julius von Klever, ca. 1880