My Study On The Visual Differences In The Links, As Divided In LU. (But Not Following Their Headcanons

There is a very specific and painful uncomfortable infuriating frustrating dreadful sad feeling of desire, when you care so much about something, and you just want to tell someone about it.

To take a character and make someone else care about them they way you do

To show someone how fascinating a topic is

To demonstrate how intricate a story is, how intertwined the world is

To bundle up the bright, overflowing bundle of care/excitement/intrigue and share it so someone else can experience it too

…

But sometimes, perhaps often, there is no one to tell.

No one you haven’t bothered recently. No one who has a similar interest. No one who will be willing to read the outpour. No one who would care. No one you haven’t already handed a new interest.

And that desire to share, give, offer, show, and tell someone sours. It melts into a charred mass of dread in your stomach that seeps into the subject itself, if only a little.

Today I saw a cute and odd mutt.

Doggo had the silhouette of an Aussie, face and size of a retriever, and color pattern of a husky. They were white and a greyish tan.

It took me over a decade to figure out that I was mistaking hunger for thirst. All those bathroom trips and for what

My dudes. My pals. My homeslice bread slices.

Never have I experienced more gender stereotyping than in cake decorating. Please. Friends.

Interests, colors; these things have no gender.

As someone who grew up fem and whose favorite color has ALWAYS been blue/turquoise.

No.

*smack smack smack*

I smack you with newspaper.

“It’s for a boy/girl” is Not an aPpRopriaTE response to my questions abt the specifics on your cake

Parents: why do u always want your hair so short and in such a specific cut?

The characters in shows I watched growing up:

Reminder that executive function/ task paralysis isn’t force-of-will-able for the most part

Can you force your brain to think of a word on the tip of your tongue? Can you snap your fingers and recall the exact appearance of your first article of clothing? Can you tell the oxygen in your lungs where to go?

Who has complete control of their brain, their body, and the chemicals within? Not me.

If gravity is tied to individual planets and space is basically infinite and there are no planes, how did we decide which side of the equator is up and how the planet was oriented in comparison to the others?

Just saying.

Excuse me these are some very good rocks thank you