I KEEP READING THE WORD COFFEE AND FREAKING OUT LIKE OOOOMMGGHGGGG IT’S THE SCRUMPLED SCRIMBLIFUL GUY EVER 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LIKE YESTERDAY I SAW SOMEONE IN A ROBLOX SERVER WITH THE DISPLAY NAME COFFEE AND MY HEART, MIND AND SOUL LEFT MY BODY 😭😭😭😭😭😭 AND RIGHT AS I OVERCAME THE SHOCK I STARTED THINKGIBGG “hhhhhmmmmm coffee is such a good name,,,,,,what if i had a name related to it or something” AND THEN LITERALLY THAT SAME DAY I WAS LIKE “hhhhhmmmmm what if i my homescreen walllpaper to drawingsg of him,,,,,,and i arranged all my apps like picture frames around them,,,,,,and he’s like trapped in my phone <3” AND I’VE STILL BEEN THINKIJNG ABOUT ALL THAT SINCE THEN GHSHNGNNGNGNNGNNGNGN HEBHRHRHRLGLPHPPPP MEMMFBEEEEE I’M BEIJGNG TAKEN OVER BY THE AUITISMM COFFGDEE ISNSBBTT EVEVNBG A WORIDGG TO MNE ANYMOROORE I’MM GOIGNBG IJNSADFE
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Katemary is about is about Mary thinking that she's bad at being a mother and at being a woman because she both 'failed' to protect her boys and 'fails' at being a stay-at-home mom now, at being the ideal of femininity that society and she herself have set for her.
And it's about her thinking that Kate is so much better at all of this (being feminine, being a mom) than her, because she had her boy growing up in a stable home and going to college, and she keeps her hair long even if it's in the way sometimes in her job, and she's so pretty.
But it's also about Kate always thinking that she failed at being a mom, because she was never there enough for her boy, and thinking that she failed at being a woman, because if she was better at it, surely a man would have stayed? The father of her child would have stayed at least?
And it's about her thinking that Mary is the epitome of both coolness and femininity, because she's a tough hunter who always seems to know what she's doing. And she's also the one that John wanted to stay with. The one he never got over. (And also she's pretty.)
And Katemary is especially about these two realising that actually, neither of them is perfect. Neither of them is the ideal that they're trying to reach, and neither of them is the image that they're trying to project, and that's okay. They can be flawed, because they're just people.
They don't have to be perfect to be good. Or to be loved.
And if Mary is the kind of woman who drives muscle cars and motor cycles and impresses her date by lifting a heavy object, well, Kate is the kind of woman who asks people like her in for coffee.
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What flavor of monster do you think is Kylar’s favorite?
honestly??? im not sure!!
i dont drink all that much in regards to energy drinks but it'd probably just be the classic flavour?? (just for the green and black accents heheeh)
i tried the white can of monster once and i didn't like it :( too sweet
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"No, Vuw-vookh, my head doesn't do that. Firmly attached to my shoulders, for the most part. Though I must admit, the locomotion intrigues me. Is it a voluntary action?"
"It has been so long since I fielded a sincere question about our anatomy—or lack thereof. I have long since transcended the need to ponder the undulations of my own wavelength, so to speak. Furthermore I no longer register such mundane functions as motion or touch."
"You mean, you're no longer aware of your own movements? Your own corporeality? But how could you even begin to orient yourself in time or space?"
"Time? Space? Hopelessly lost concepts to us, long gone. What meaning could Time possibly have to a manifestation of infinity, paradoxically trapped within a universe that is destined to end?"
"But surely… Surely your assumption that the universe is destined to end must imply an intrinsic understanding of linear time, at the very least."
"Hm."
"Does it not…?"
"…in truth, since we arrived in Elysion, I have been experiencing a curious increase in psychic sensations—not only on the basic sensory levels, but once more my mind scintillates with the electric thrill of memory. Yes, I remember things now. Only very vaguely, of course, but they must have been important things to us."
"Oh? That's remarkable! What do you remember?"
"I remember… Like I said, it is very vague."
"That's alright."
"I remember… Sand. I remember marks in the sand, two by two. And I remember making those marks in the sand, two by two. I remember something moving—no, I remember moving something and propelling my body forward, and I remember the feel of something, a kind of weight, pushing down into the sand and leaving those indentations. Two by two by two by two…"
"So you remember walking…? Or riding something perhaps, some sort of animal or vehicle?"
"I remember causality. Motion effecting motion, ever forward, only forward—a temporal motion distinct from one's location in space. Would you not agree that this is truly the essence of Time?"
"I would say you could make a strong argument for it, yes. And I would certainly say that your perceived loss of the concept is not as hopeless as it may seem."
"Yes. You and yours have somehow wrought this corner of the void into a Cradle of Hope, a living crèche—yes, living!—a miraculous incubator for our nascent aspirations and dreams. And that, I would argue, is what compels us to stay, despite our insuperable understanding that it is all destined to end. Dare I venture, this sensation of hope is even more compelling than the miracle shrimp powder…"
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Ho ho holy shit the amount of family drama lately like. Not even just the usual my parents hating each other shit + my shitty uncle, but all THREE of my brothers being horrible and menaces and problems in their own way and the only one I forgive is bro 3 bc he's 13 and being emo and causing drama is what he's supposed to be doing, the other two are ADULTS
I got (and continue to get!) so much shit as the eldest and parentified child and for WHAT? I'm the only one with my life together who is not Actively Causing Problems and Being A Shitty Person and like, oh no apparently that counts for nothing BC I'm living here to save money/pay off my student loans in 2 years instead of 10 + I'm single, so like clearly I'm a failure and not the only child in this house who has their shit together + is emotionally mature + has done the therapy and is actively working on myself even if it's slow going BC therapy is expensive
But ofc no none of THAT matters and my brothers can be horrible menaces all they want, I'm still not perfect so clearly that's the biggest issue here
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