they/them
I'm sorry if I don't reblog important posts, I promise I'm not any of the bad -ists or -phobics. I'm just Tired.
The only phobic I am is arachnaphobic
okay. listen. I try not to be pedantic about this sort of thing but it’s starting to get on my nerves. the wire mother offers milk but not comfort. the cloth mother offers comfort but not milk. if something is comforting, fun, or otherwise compelling, but lacks substance, that is the cloth mother. if something is boring or unpleasant but has substance, that is the wire mother.
wire mother: your thoroughly researched effortpost that gets three notes
cloth mother: your post that just says “it’s penis o’clock babey!” and has a hundred billion notes
i saw a man at work the other day wearing a shirt that said “i was normal 2 pomeranians ago” with pictures of his pomeranians on it. important to note he had his pomeranians in his cart
artists rendition (i forgot to add the poms on his shirt but you get the gist)
Every time someone makes an artist’s rendition of a weird little guy they saw in public instead of recording them without consent, an angel gets it’s wings.