why am I crying over this terracotta plaque of Odysseus coming home to Penelope
A playlist for Tim Stoker. The vibes are:
- Classic bangers
- Going absolutely feral
- Loving and being loved
To enjoy this playlist as it’s supposed to be enjoyed please imagine jamming out next to a broken photocopier and trying not to think about your dead friends and lovers
Was recommended a video of a bunch of people in southern Belle style dresses doing a mid 19th century dance, and following the thought of “well, this is an odd era to cosplay” (because of the inescapable association w the height of slavery), went down a rabbit hole about the organization, the “1861 girls school”. This is apparently a summer camp for young white women to learn all about being a young plantation owner Southern lady in the innocuous year of 1861. Just. The year the civil war started. No reason though. And like debutante stuff is bad enough but I’m fairly sure based on the website that the summer camp is based at a plantation????
“”“"authentic private home”“”“”????
Im fucking having a stroke looking at this why is Facebook recommending anyone videos from the fucking. slavery camp???? Is this normal in the south???
I STEPPED OUTSIDE OF THE FRONT DOOR OF MY OWN HOME ONLY TO FIND THE DEER THAT TRIED TO KICK MY ASS LAST YEAR STANDING RIGHT THERE IN MY FRONT YARD. BOLD AS BRASS.
AM I NOT SAFE ANYWHERE ANYMORE
for those of you who were not here last year: this deer is the most obnoxious, unnatural red-orange color I’ve ever seen, only appears when it’s raining, and once chased me a quarter mile through the woods. her name is Hot Cheeto Hatred and she is my nemesis
dude, i think that’s a fairy
Sorry I haven’t messaged you back in a month, I’m oscillating between death and rebirth