What’s the fucking point of like, anything? It’s all stupid and serving immediate self interest all the way the fuck down. Not even sure why the fuck I’m here, tbqhwy

My dad quitting his job as a public defender to be self employed again with 0.0 clients and then making a website with Claude AI to bring in clients….you don’t have clients because you’re unlikable. All this shit is cringe. I fucking hate everything.

It wasn’t a matching tattoo w this other person but the first tattoo was something I really wanted to be there for and this is such a fucking slap in the face. I’ve been asking for years.

And if my partner went and got a tattoo with somebody else after years of me asking to get tattoos together and specifically a week after telling me no when I asked to get memorial tattoos together for the cat that died in my lap would I be justified to tell them they’re not sleeping in my bed

Something about “welcome home” when they’re just floating out in the ocean is so moving because, yeah, this entire perfect watery rock is home, all of it for all of us, and it’s so moving I can barely put words to it

The thing about Chappelle’s “I was just making jokes” plea is that he brought Elon Musk out on stage, so y’know.

Sen. Mike Crapo blocked Sen. Elizabeth Warren's last-ditch attempt to preserve the IRS's free Direct File program.

In the last election cycle, Crapo was the top GOP congressional recipient of campaign contributions from the corporate PAC of TurboTax's parent company.

If any sports team owners want to rehab their images, this would be a good start.

Elon Musk’s company, xAI, built an illegal power plant for a Grok AI data center

xAI built an illegal power plant in Southaven, MS to power its AI data center— with no air permits, lax oversight, and little regard for nearby families. The illegal power plant is only half a mile from family homes, causing serious health concerns for residents. Earthjustice will fight this.

The instant obliteration of our congressionally mandated development assistance agency—by the world’s richest man and his cabal who “gave zero fucks” (Musk’s exact words) about the mass deaths they caused—is a historic atrocity that should stain everyone who touched it, forever.

a grandma needing to be a food delivery person so she can pay for her partner’s cancer treatment isn’t a feel good story it’s an indictment of a failed society

Exactly what Kate said.

Whenever someone asks me where the Mayor should get the $150 million more funds for NYC public libraries, the answer is the cops. Period.

I bring terrible news from Flavortown

I’ll show you motherfuckers who’s weak on crime

Wow I’m really sad

I fucking told yall conservative evangelical Christianity is a death cult and Republicans are the party of family annihilators and nobody in power will take this seriously until it's too late

A grey and white tabby named Maurite sits in a scratching-pad bed that’s covered in stars. He’s staring right at the camera, and there’s a handwritten note tucked into the front of his bed that says “I especially missed you!!!” as a welcome home banner. It’s sweet, because I think this is how he’ll look at me when I meet him on the rainbow bridge someday.

RIP to the man who loved me most in the world I will literally never forget you

Pissing all over the bed and forcing me to buy a new mattress was actually a really funny last act for my cat to have done. He forced me to do something nice for myself and that’s actually hilarious. Self-appointed emotional support animal indeed

I was there so many times over three days that they just charged me as if it was all one visit, good god

Shoutout to the very compassionate vet who after seeing me three days in a row as I got continually more unshowered, somehow kept a straight face at my squinting, toothless self while I lost my shit

I had to rush my cat to the vet for euthanasia so fast this morning that I didn’t even realize until about twenty minutes after getting there that I didn’t have either my glasses or my dentures on

I miss Maurite so much already.

My cat had another episode of labored breathing and peed on the bed, I took him straight to the hospital. It was time. He fell asleep in my arms, the sun shining through the window, the sound of birds chirping in the background. I told him how much we loved him. He’s with my grandma in heaven now.

I didn’t know it could hurt this bad

They’re gonna take him and cremate him by himself, because he never liked sharing space with other animals, then bring him back to me. I got necklaces to hold his ashes in, so he can always be close to my heart.

I’ve barely eaten in days and always feel like I’m going to be sick. I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep until after it’s done, and I know he’s painless and at peace.

A grey and white tabby asleep on grey and white blankets. He looks peaceful, serene. Light washes over him through a set of blinds, so he naps in the sun. One slat of light through the blinds runs across his face, highlighting his sweet little sleeping face. He is loved.

Part of me is logistic, understands that putting my cat to sleep is the right thing to do, even had the plan already in place for home euthanasia. But laying in bed beside him, he’s sleeping so quietly, I’ve never been so sad in my life, I think. I’m losing my best friend I’ve ever had tomorrow.

sorry but I heard "Avignon Papacy" and my eyes fluttered open and the Naruto theme started playing