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I was right now years old, when it hit me that having popcorn, most every night after your meal and as the before bed, isn't normal. I was right now years old when it hit me, knowing how poor we were, that we were so, so, so much poorer than ever we know in adulthood.. popcorn against hungry crying.

I haven't had the stress migraine eye twitch in 7.8 years.. Like, this fuckin aura indicator has disappeared from my life, until, yesterday. Like the Joshua Generation, it's coming. It's Here. I've spent my literal entire life managing migraines from SBS, and this feels proportional.

Today in Milan, a student activist group hung a trash-filled effigy of Musk upside down on a gate outside of piazzale Loreto, where Mussolini's body was displayed in 1945. They left the message: "C'è sempre posto a piazzale Loreto, Elon" (There's always room in piazzale Loreto, Elon)

I am the empty calories of humanity; the thing you deny greedily consuming, but won't stop until I'm completely gone.

This is excellent news!

Basically all I have to say on the “but queer is a slur” discourse is this: We’re here. We’re queer. Get used to it.

I'm so exhausted I just tapped my headphone case to look at my phone's screen.

Y'all, if you've got it, give it. This is essential care which we have been forced into the position of funding ourselves; that's just what the reality is right now, vote later when the time comes, right now you can make a meaningful impact with a few bucks or a share.

There's no better balm for the soul than your adult kiddo saying "love you mom". That's some hard earned shit. And it fucking makes everything else OK.

And he's up on the fucking roof again "cleaning" literally nothing, after making a nuisance of himself while I was prepping furniture for varnish. I'm so sick of this shit. That awful sense of being watched, then looking up seeing him staring into my home.

And there we go. On the fucking ladder again. He waits until I open the shutters and blinds up again. It never fucking fails. Literally NO ONE HAS A REASON TO BE UP ON A LADDER MULTIPLE TIMES A DAY, MULTIPLE DAYS EVEY. FUCKING. WEEK. This is purely harassment.

At least 3-4 days per week the neighbour makes a point of using his ladders to spy on me in my house. I'm so fucking sick of not even being able to open a the windows, or relax in my home without looking up seeing him staring in over the fence.. And I can do nothing about it. I want to fkn leave.

Good Curls Day

Ploos memes recycling on a pseudoploos platform.

i advise anyone who thinks this kind of shit is 'whatever, nbd' to watch 'They Shoot Horses, Don't They' (1969) we're legit recreating Great Depression desperation in the midst of the greatest glut of wealth in human history

People who have never dealt with ongoing abuse, where someone is such a nuisance that the law won't even deal with them, really can't understand the notion of destroying something you love just so they can't lord it over you. But it's a thing. And it's the only thing to fix this.

This had been, objectively, the prettiest (and longest blooming pollinator haven) garden in the neighborhood. This is what it looks like when you have spent the past year and a half being harassed, threats made on your life, and your property repeatedly garden attacked and vandalized by a bully.