Will never see eye-to-eye with anyone less than the people who treat their pets like wandering ronin instead of valued family members. Like oh there goes Bronson our uncollared, chipless chocolate lab out of the permanently open back door again. If he comes home in three days after subsisting on garbage we'll be mildly thrilled to see him again but if he succumbs to his natural predator, the 2006 Toyota Camry, that's just the circle of life
My name is [BRUTUS] and my name means [HEAVY]
so with a [HEAVY] heart I'll guide this dagger
Into the heart of my enemy.
we’re gonna be ok btw
it’s ok if you’re scared. or tired. or unsure. or one million billion other complicated emotions at once. but i’ve decided things are going to be ok anyway. and i will hold that belief close to my heart no matter how scared or tired or lonely or depressed or one million billion other things i am. i will hold onto that. and if you’re scared, you can hold onto me. we can carry each other through
An important message to heterosexuals, listen carefully: you do not, and I repeat do NOT, have to marry someone you actively dislike, don't enjoy spending time with and/or whose hobbies you despise. You do not have to do that!! stop doing that!!!
"hahaha I hate my wife and made an entire room of the house dedicated to evading her company"
"hahaha I hate my husband and I drink industrial quantities of wine to cope with having had kids with him"
MAYBE STOP?
Hi. I’m sorry. But literally as I was reblogging this the lady being interviewed in the doc I’m watching said something like “oh ya know, it was normal girl talk stuff like all about how terrible husbands are.” And I. Yup.
When I casually mentioned watching something with my spouse to my massage therapist he was absolutely flabbergasted we do that together. Even more so when we would still hang out and watch even if we didn’t care for the show the other liked just so we could be together after a day apart.
Or how we’d play games together. Or how we shared a large portion of our friend group.
And I just.... how... how else do you live with the person you decided to build your life with?
I have seen a distressing amount of married folks who legitimately just.... don’t care for their spouses at all. Like, they tolerate them, at best.
It’s not even like these are old married couples, where things changed or the magic faded or they grew apart, but relatively young folks in their 20s and 30s and their relationships were like this before they even got married.
I just don’t see the point if you don’t even enjoy one another’s company.
[ID: A 10 page comic. An adult colored in dull blue sits at a table, pencil in hand. Their head is surrounded by black squiggly lines. The rest of the image is also blue. Someone says, “Wow!”
A child, colored in light blue, enters the picture. The child exclaims, “Your drawing is so cool!!”
The adult looks surprised and sheepishly says, “T-thanks…”
The child excitedly chatters, “I love drawing too! I also love writing! I think I am a very good drawer and writer! But I also love learning new things too! I’m also super good at making my friends laugh! I love just being with my friends and family – oh.”
The camera pans to the adult, tears streaming down their face. The black squiggly lines return and intensify.
“Why are you crying?” the child asks.
“I- I’m not sure…” comes the reply. “You have so much joy in you. But I feel so lost and empty. And I think- I miss being you.”
The child is surrounded by bursts of light, cutting through the black. They say, “I don’t understand… you are me! You still love drawing, you still love writing, you still love learning, you still love making our friends laugh. You still love being kind.”
The child reaches out an arm and says, “You love and you are loved. Just as always. So why do you miss me?” The adult stretches out their arm, too.
They hug. The colors have turned lighter. “When you are me and so much more.” /end ID]
Laughing so hard at this facial expression like bro is trying to revel in his own misery and the federation has thrust a THERAPIST on his big necked self. He has gone like 50 years without talking about his daddy issues and ur rly gonna make him do it now??? He has baby clothes to sew. For vilixpran. Or whatever. Thats 100% just a spare piece of fabric. Hes not working on shit. Can you just let him pretend to work on shit? For the love of GOD? You’re gonna unearth the horrors now? He graduated from emotion bottling school in 300 AD. Does his degree mean nothing to you? Hes gripping that stupid little hand stitcher with the force his dad used to slam the closet door shut. More tension in his upper back than during the cold war. Shaking like a chihuahua in a purse. Just let him die. Fuck
kitten keeps walking across the keyboard i think it’s time to let her speak her truth
6 [editor’s note: she manages to unpause and then repause spotify at this point before sitting down completely still for a stretch of several seconds] m;gl,,n
[ed note: she leaves to chew on my mouse before returning midway through my typing the previous note] [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[4rfiu d
-midna the kitten
since everyone enjoyed that one photo i posted, here’s some more goofing on set.
(source for most of them but they’re from all over the place)
A bundle of bloopers.
I can’t recall the episode, but isn’t the 18th one a real scene? Still a great image though.



































































