the kind of love you can buy with strawberries and sunshine.
starting to think he’s smarter than me. also a better singer.
‘not everybody is absolutely stupid.’ —Morrissey
so, earlier this week, I had this total rant about the song Meat is Murder. and now I feel kind of weird about it. because I don’t actually hate it. but I kind of panic about the cow noises (which—okay—is totally the intention). and the logic void between ‘death for no reason is murder’ and therefore meat is murder is totally distracting.
I have a lot of philosophies and issues regarding human/animal stuff, and I’m working through them. number one. number one. I don’t understand how people believe that there is actually a difference, that there is something fundamental and innate that separates humans and animals. idek.
this song … we abuse animals in so many ways, in so many industries … by just existing, being dominant, and taking up space. constructs of human existence as we know them are predicated on animal abuse (which is ‘justified’ by our ability to engage in it).
regardless of whether or not you eat animals: by participating in society, you validate a context in which meat isn’t murder. I don’t know what that means. it certainly doesn’t mean ‘stop trying to do nice shit’.
this is a really big thought and more than my head is able to process just now.
to catch them is my real test, to train them is my cause
pokemon as a metaphor for dudes/dating is already starting to concern me.
this is absolutely advice I’ve been given IRL.
[Katrin Hagen, how to keep warm this winter 2 (2010)]
glitter, hair, jumpers, sequins, foxes, other animals, cuddles, you guys.
sparkly hipster things.