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I love cats they're just like "I love you." *walks all over your entire body*

I’m the polar opposite of anti-maskers, in that no matter how low the risk of transmitting a disease in the future, I will be wearing a mask. It’s just a part of my going out clothes now.

Am I sick? Am I dysphoric? Am I trying to avoid the facial recognition technology of the dystopic modern age? None of your business, keep your distance.

Love, Hugs, Peace. 

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planetariums art museums aquariums science museums my beloved

subtle intimacy is so soft!! knowing someone’s routine and slowly becoming a part of it. memorising favourite teas and soups and drink orders. good morning and good night texts and messy paragraphs of love written half asleep. nicknames only you know. just!!! small things that say “look how dear you are to me.”

If there’s anything worth living for, it’s kittens trying to imitate their moms.

bert and ernie go to ikea

how she likes to use her face to come in

this is so embarrassing. i want to love & be loved & drink really nice tea & eat really nice pasta & not feel like the loneliness is a part of me anymore. i want a herb garden

But the thing I will never admit to anyone who's met me is how desperately I want to be loved, I don't think I could say it. How I want someone to hold my wrists and kiss my palms and smile at me, and want me, I want to be wanted and I don't know how long poetry or songs will substitute for being wanted.

This is the greatest video ever posted on the internet

oh he COMFY

you wet idiot

do y’all realize just how beautiful it is that everything is interconnected in this universe like if you didn’t do that one thing then you probably would’ve never met certain people or if you decided to stay in that one place or didn’t read that one book then things could be so different that’s so crazy

As someone recently diagnosed with ADHD as an adult, one thing that’s been helping me grapple with the intense shame I have over all my “wasted potential” is accepting that potential doesn’t exist and never did.

This sounds so harsh, but please bare with me.

I procrastinated a lot growing up. I still procrastinate today, but less so. And yet, I got good grades. I could write an A+ paper that “knocked [my professor]’s socks off” in the hour before class and print it with sweat running down my face.

I was so used to hearing from teachers and family that if I just didn’t procrastinate and worked all the time, I could do anything! I had all this potential I wasn’t living up to!

And that’s true, as far as it goes, but that’s like saying if Usain Bolt just kept going he could be the fastest marathon runner in the world. Why does he stop at the end of the race??

If ANYONE could make their top speed/most productive setting the one they used all the time, anyone could do anything. But you can’t. Your top speed is not a speed you’re able to sustain.

Now, I’ve found that I do need to work on not procrastinating. Not because the product is better, even, but because it’s better for my mental health and physical health to not have a full, sweating, panicked breakdown over every task even if the task itself turns out excellently. It’s a shitty way to live! You feel bad ALL the time! And I don’t deserve to live like that anymore.

So all of this to say, I’m not wasting a ton of potential. I don’t have an ocean of productivity and accomplishments inside of me that I could easily, effortlessly access if I just sat down 8 hours a day and worked. There’s no fucking way. That’s not real. It’s an illusion. It’s fine not to live up to an illusion.

And if you have ADHD, I mean this from the bottom of my heart: you do not have limitless potential confounded by your laziness. You have the good potential of a good person, and you can access it with practice and work, but do not accept the story that you are choosing not to be all that you are or can be. You are just a human person.

ppl who don't get cats will try to argue that cats don't love you meanwhile cats will cry and cry and cry and cry like the world is ending until you hold them like a baby and give them a kissy on their perfect lil forehead

Exclamation marks, but instead of a huge line of them, we do like Roman numerals of them.

You know. To save space.

Exclamation marks, but instead of a huge line of them, we do like Roman numerals of them.

You know. To save space.

a tiny black cat on a scratched up old baking sheet. he wants you to follow your passions.

really truly genuinely literally me