Where Are These Ads For Me?!?

Where are these ads for me?!?

I just get some telling me to "fix" my libido qwq

Twitter ads work cuz there are a lot of boomers on Twitter and they'll buy Oreos or capitol one or whatever.

They don't work here cuz no one here likes corporations plus the ads we have aren't so much selling us things as trying to confuse and entrap us in the strange fae realm where they reside.

Examples:

What am I being sold?

Nothing.

Except perhaps a world so different from my own that to simply gaze upon it would inspire an unalterable and incomprehensible metamorphosis of my brain, and I could never return home with it intact.

A helpful guide to some common birds here in the western US

If I'm not doing stuff like this once I'm supposed to be "responsible" and "a functioning member of society", I'm utterly disappointed in myself

cut open a package of bacon while making food tonight, and then paused to take a pic because I realized the way I open bacon is probably not normal

is it just me? does anyone else do this?

[You left me no choice-]

I wish I could just look at you a little bit longer, live by your side a little bit longer, get to love you a little bit longer, oh please, darling-

I want to hear you talk about this world's colours, yet my only colour seems to be you-

I want you to enjoy the ever changing seasons and dance to the winds' most feral songs, for they make you smile.

I cannot see joy in these things, but I can feel yours as my own, so please-

Let me be with you, just another breath, another heartbeat longer; no matter these moments are nothing in the cold eye of eternity, for they are everything to me.

I will treasure it all, keep it closer to myself than the ability to live, for they will suffice when push comes to shove; centuries, millennia from now and again and again when the sun sets behind the horizon.

I love you.

I love you, a truth woven into my very existence.

So please- bear with me just a little bit longer, before we part our ways for good; forever. Let me exist by your side just a few seconds longer; I yearn for you.

I promise I won't come looking for you, I promise, no matter the hurt.

I love you, and this shall never change.

I love you more than myself, more than all my creations, more than they love me combined.

I love you...

more than you could ever love any of me."

Life's tears had covered all their face, as the last words escaped their anxious heart; yet all there truly was were Death's soft touches, caressing their cheek, stroking their hair.

Death's voice was crooked and ancient, trembling as it uttered a single word.

"Impossible."

And with this humble affirmation, they kissed Life goodbye, gifting them a last farewell as they turned their back to all that had been before.

'Impossible.'

the word roamed in the void.

'Impossible.'

Their fates had been decided.

And thus, Death came to visit them again, again and again; never truly leaving. That's why all of Life's creations have to die

- so they can always love each other"

I wish I could just look at you a little longer.

c / but I only get glimpses

Ohh I love this!

Paying attention to the little things in life can be easily forgotten, but it is through the beauty of experience we never unlearn to love them. <3

i have to believe somewhere, someone is trying a taco for the first time. someone is taking their first shower. someone is coming home to a new puppy.

i have to believe that this winter, someone new to snow will pull out a 5 dollar plastic sled and throw themselves down a hill, just to try it.

i think i'm probably lucky to be familiar with sunrises. i live in an area where the lightning bugs dance in their cocktail hours. i take chickadees for granted.

today i saw a tree that had changed to fall colors, and my first reaction was to grimace. i love autumn, but i hate the cold. i don't want it to be winter yet.

but how lucky, to live in a place where the leaves do change color - so bright and vibrant that people make treks from around the world just to look at what i grew-up-with. my mom's friend was a teacher in florida. she used to ask us to mail her an assortment of leaves, just to show her children - to prove to them yes, they really do turn yellow and orange and red.

last year i finally tried pumpkin spice for the first time. someone this year will find a new favorite knitting pattern. someone's favorite band will drop a new album. artists will make things we haven't yet imagined. there will be chalk drawings and magnet poetry and karaoke and recipes and laughing.

it is easy to forget. this was all new to me, once. and when it was - well, it was just all so easy to love.

I’m out of town this weekend and because I know S3 is going to be devastating I had to make something silly based off the first six minutes. That coming out scene….So sweet. So gay. So important. ✨