I’m trying hard to live by Cat Principles.
1- I am glorious above all things
2- Eat when hungry, sleep when sleepy, play when bored
3- Affection is given and received on my terms and only mine
4- Show displeasure clearly.
6- Demand the things you want. If they aren’t given, demand them again, but louder this time.
7- If you are touched when you don’t want to be, say so. If they continue to touch you, make them bleed.
3yo hugs me, smiles a bitter-sweet smile, slowly begins to squeeze my throat with two hands & whispers hauntingly, “Are you choking, Daddy?”
*chuckles* kids are creepy as hell. For reals.
I suddenly have 41 anon messages in relation to my FB post. #PROTIP from atrius: when people are flipping you off, they’re just forgetting which fingers go in the “I Love You” sign.
Same goes for anon hate, TBH. “You’re a dumb fucking cunt” is someone’s attempt at telling me they love and admire me, but their fingers don’t work right.
Anonymity: making the internet worse than Mos Eisley on a daily basis.
a podcast recorded with a $60 dollar mic in a harlem apartment about an openly queer radio host with a poc love interest as literally the most normal part of the show made it to be the number one most dowloaded podcast in all of america and if you don’t think that’s the tightest shit you can get out of my face