I scrolled and saw my face
Was this cat employed to do this? Like is she the biggest baddest bird in yo building catchin mf in the game? And they called her?!

I scrolled and saw my face
Was this cat employed to do this? Like is she the biggest baddest bird in yo building catchin mf in the game? And they called her?!
“In 1984, when Ruth Coker Burks was 25 and a young mother living in Arkansas, she would often visit a hospital to care for a friend with cancer.
During one visit, Ruth noticed the nurses would draw straws, afraid to go into one room, its door sealed by a big red bag. She asked why and the nurses told her the patient had AIDS.
On a repeat visit, and seeing the big red bag on the door, Ruth decided to disregard the warnings and sneaked into the room.
In the bed was a skeletal young man, who told Ruth he wanted to see his mother before he died. She left the room and told the nurses, who said, "Honey, his mother’s not coming. He’s been here six weeks. Nobody’s coming!”
Ruth called his mother anyway, who refused to come visit her son, who she described as a "sinner" and already dead to her, and that she wouldn't even claim his body when he died.
“I went back in his room and when I walked in, he said, "Oh, momma. I knew you’d come", and then he lifted his hand. And what was I going to do? So I took his hand. I said, "I’m here, honey. I’m here”, Ruth later recounted.
Ruth pulled a chair to his bedside, talked to him
and held his hand until he died 13 hours later.
After finally finding a funeral home that would his body, and paying for the cremation out of her own savings, Ruth buried his ashes on her family's large plot.
After this first encounter, Ruth cared for other patients. She would take them to appointments, obtain medications, apply for assistance, and even kept supplies of AIDS medications on hand, as some pharmacies would not carry them.
Ruth’s work soon became well known in the city and she received financial assistance from gay bars, "They would twirl up a drag show on Saturday night and here'd come the money. That's how we'd buy medicine, that's how we'd pay rent. If it hadn't been for the drag queens, I don't know what we would have done", Ruth said.
Over the next 30 years, Ruth cared for over 1,000 people and buried more than 40 on her family's plot most of whom were gay men whose families would not claim their ashes.
For this, Ruth has been nicknamed the 'Cemetery Angel'.”— by Ra-Ey Saley
She’s 60 now, she’s still doing activist and advocacy work, and working on a memoir.
Citra is REALLY bad at meowing. She sounds like a broken party favor when she remembers to actually meow.
OH MY GOD
Being an orange female kitty is already rare, but you had to go adopt the one in a million who can’t cat properly
She came in a two pack so I had to.
Simcoe (left) and Citra (right), both girls. Both rescues. Both biological litter mates (sisters). Both long term loving projects to teach human trust to.
Simcoe got 100% of the meowing capabilities.
WAIT! WAIT!! So, are you telling me that actual, normal meow was the sister? Who, seemingly, just meowed at the moment because she saw her sister struggling so she tried to help by giving her an example???
THAT was actually Seymour. Who does also love Citra, but wasn’t really helping. He’s just very vocal because he’s an exclamation mark in a cat’s body.
Its finally complete and here… So first off huge thank you to everyone who backed this on ko-fi and funded the project letting me work on this beast as if it were a job.
Huge thank you to Amber @ambercragg !!! without your co-writing and headcanon exchange this wouldn’t have been the same, thank you so so much. Thank you to tiff @tiffbaxter and gabo @silvermender for letting me slide you the script and yell about how many pages i had left.
Extra materials about the comic can be found here, script, 3D model of the set, thumbs, continuity cutouts etc. This might be available for print at some point so keep your eye out for that !!
And with that, please enjoy, this comic is set fairly soon after the spider verse movie events.
Person in crowd: You’re breathtaking! Keanu: *laughs* You’re breathtaking! You’re all breathtaking!
That’s mean!!
the cycle of aggression
imagine if the asgardians knew it was loki and not odin bc odin suddenly stopped losing his temper over dumb shit and was behaving more like frigga so they were like “oh, loki, it’s gotta be”
“we told him one of the lesser colonies began a revolution and declared independence and all he did was drink an entire glass of wine and say ‘good for them’ and then he wrote another play”
Erica Goldson must have had some serious balls to give this speech
This is beautiful.
this is so wonderful
This hit hard. Our education system is desperately in need of fixing.
this is powerful
I made some effort in college and got decent grades, but I’m so glad that I still let myself do stuff like write fanfic in the margins when I should have been taking notes, stay up late having silly debates with friends, and take overlong study breaks to watch movies. I could have busted my butt and worked harder for even better grades, but I didn’t, and 7.5 years after graduating, I’m glad I didn’t.
I’m afraid of what’s going to happen to me. I performed in the top 3 of my class in high school. I’m currently in one of the top 10 universities in the world, but what will it matter later if Im broken inside from the work?
no idea if this is true, but it feels true
I heard an interview, can’t remember the psychologist, but he was explaining this idea and encouraging people to stop and take a deep breath and literally drink in small moments like you’re a dryass plant when something is ever satisfactory, positive, mildly successful, randomly joyful so your brain can code and integrate that experience because our natural lizard brain will quickly tape over it with mostly unnecessary negative survival shit. Sounds dumb and dorky but sometimes I remember this when I’m feeling good about a moment because our cave brains are still catching up with modern life without sabertooths. I like that it’s not just a pollyanna gosh just be more positive thing but more of a legit brain wiring phenomenon can be gradually hacked through small behavioral changes.
“you. to the polls. now.” beto o’rourke campaign ad 2020
one funny thing about this gif i never noticed is that he has to do it in his attic to stay out of sight
also the fact that I’m p sure this picture is on the board behind him
For a decade, a beekeeper near Athens, has kept a tradition: every spring, he slips icons of Christ, the Holy Virgin and different saints in his beehives, in order to bless his bees and his yearly honey production. And every year, the very same mysterious phenomenon occurs: bees make their honeycomb cells around the pious images, meticulously avoiding covering them.
my brain must be filled to capacity at all times. i refuse to walk anywhere without music. if i am not watching something while i eat i will get anxiety. i will put on a podcast with no intention of listening all the way through just so i won’t be bored as i fall asleep. in fact, if i am ever alone with my own thoughts again i’m convinced my brain will melt as it is now held together purely by the soundwaves from my earphones.
stupid leftists and their belief in *checks notes* the intrinsic value of human life
Inanimate Object Lives Matter
me: I wanna move to another city as far away as possible
me when I don’t seen my mom for a week: