Queen B! We found this royal insect in our copy of Charles Butler’s The Femininʻ Monarchiʻ, or The Histori of Beeʻs (Oxford, 1634), which was likely previously owned by Benjamin Franklin. #MacroMonday
Them: so are you bi or lesbian
Me, thinking and sweating: how to explain this without a ten-page essay
btw, the realization that you can just not say shit about topics you’re not qualified to talk about is both very liberating and one I think alot of you need to make.
like fr, being online doesn’t mean you’re obligated to comment on every little thing, you can just shut the fuck up if you don’t know what you’re talking about
Idk who needs to hear this, but it’s okay to look bad when you look bad. Even on purpose. Letting yourself be ugly sometimes frees you up to enjoy other things, & only weeds out shallow people that probably don’t have your best interests in mind. Physical beauty is not a prerequisite for love or value. Give yourself permission to be human, to be wild, to be gross, amen.
i-will-steal-your-intestines
knocktar
shout out to the literal fan fiction happening a few blocks from my apartment. there has been this halal meat market on the corner for like 19 years that the owner’s son just inherited and directly across the street this woman opened a kosher grocery store and since day one they’ve had this very friendly fake rivalry, playing it up for the customers, it’s always been super goofy and light hearted. so turns out last night she proposed in the middle of the afternoon rush in the meat market and he said YES and she’s moving her store to the adjacent empty storefront on the left so they can have a JOINT GROCERY STORE it is so fucking cute I wish them the happiest marriage ever
