This Is So Cool And Makes Me Feel So Happy!

Kitty roar

Tbh as a bi woman I don’t need reminders that I’m “valid.” I know I’m bi, I’m not pretending, I know I’m “valid.” I don’t need reminders that I’m just as oppressed as the gays because that’s not true or helpful to anyone.

As a bi woman I need reminders that I’m not inherently more likely to cheat on a partner, that my capacity to love women isn’t lesser purely because I can find men attractive, that I’m not pretending to be a lesbian just because I like to dress a certain way or because I only want to date women, that I’m not deliberately misleading people about my orientation by being me, that I’m not destined to end up with a man purely because I could, that I’m not going to change my mind when I say that my ideal future is a reasonably sized house with a garden big enough for my wife and I to have a greenhouse and some chickens

That’s the kind of bi positivity I and other bi women need, not the empty uwu~ validation that seems to be everywhere

my cat is meowing thru the window at the middle aged men working on the roof rn and they're meowing back at her

i want to be soft and kind and happy. i want to be a small sun that warms everyone around me. i want to smile and tuck my hair behind my ear and laugh. i want to be so full of love, i can't help but spread it all around.

man, I have very little sympathy for people who’re like “I gotta let them play in traffic, my cat WAILS and acts MISERABLE unless I let them outside!” 

because like……….so does mine? at a certain point each day Grim decides she wants out, and until that happens she a) follows me about SCREAMING, and b) sits atop whatever I’m doing and bites my hands. this is not an exageration

wanna know what I do? I take her out. either supervised in my backyard or on leash in the front

she naps in the sunlight, eats copious amounts of grass, rolls in dirt, and murders butterflies. after 15-30 minutes (equivalent to the time you’d spend on a neighbourhood dog walk) I take Grim back in, and she happily sleeps/plays/cuddles indoors for the remainder of the day

it’s legitimately low-effort

i wish tumblr would let you append a little memo when you blocked someone so i could remember if i brought the hammer down for virulent transphobia or for having slightly too annoying of an opinion on a day when i was hungover

being horny is so fucking stupid. if you horny you’re immediately a dumbass. that person could literally just be wearing a t shirt and the sight of their collarbone feels like you just snorted a line of coke. god fucking forbid they wear pants rolled over their ankles. you’re foaming at the mouth and crounched on the floor like a fucking animal. you catch the sight of (1) toned muscle? flatlined. dead.

what they say: cats are evil and unable to love

what they mean: i dont know how to handle small animals and consider them lashing out in SELF DEFENSE an insult

The Kitchen  -   Morten  Schelde, 2020.

Danish, b. 1972 -

Ink and pencil on paper, 40 x 30 cm.