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here is your gentle reminder that there are dandelions growing through cracks in the sidewalk. there is a fence lizard on the porch who is growing a new tail. there are trees growing through an abandoned house, branches tearing through the ceiling, ferns carpeting the floor. there is life pushing forward, pushing through.
the feeling when you spawn in a jungle biome and jump from tree to tree? that feeling is called freedom
hey, anyone got a nice house or apartment i could buy for like $6.18?
concept: i stop surviving and start living.
every now and then i just cant help but marvel at the fact that the path and consequences for climate change have been laid bare, repeated and reinforced over and over and over, and we have all the tools at our disposal to curtail the worst effects and we know precisely how to do that and we just…. cant, so long as capitalism exists
like i know, on a logical level, why capitalism is fundamentally incapable of reacting to climate change with anything other than doubling down on profit, but on an emotional level i just cant get past that incredulity
like, really? really? we cant do shit about heavy industry, about fossil fuels, about industrial pollution?
except of course, that we can, and we do want to, but its a couple buses worth of people standing in our way
dadd:
I am such a “huh” ass bitch. Lmao i got bad hearing sorry
cats be like…. mrrw prrp? =^•ω•^= mrrp
the older i get the more i can understand why people back in the old fairytale days would just fuck off and be a hermit in the woods. just chilling out in the middle of nowhere and occasionally telling random heroes cryptic shit. living the fucking dream.
aliens are real they’re just staying in their lane
Neon Tetra Aesthetic 