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str4y-c4t-strut · 3 days
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when i die i hope i come back as a beautiful microscopic granule of sand
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str4y-c4t-strut · 3 days
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eagle: so what do you think about stigmata
prometheus: you know we're in a pre-christian myth, right? like that word doesn't exist yet. your dumb joke is anachronistic.
eagle: stigma talons in your flesh
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str4y-c4t-strut · 5 days
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pig,,
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str4y-c4t-strut · 5 days
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yeah sure why not
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str4y-c4t-strut · 6 days
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str4y-c4t-strut · 10 days
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watching my kitties groom eachother and being like “waow thats love” and then continue watching as one of them immediately pummels the shit out of the other for looking at them wrong
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str4y-c4t-strut · 12 days
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this eliminate is for you babe (misses)
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str4y-c4t-strut · 12 days
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the girls are fightingggggg [readjusts my glasses, squinting] by god… it appears i was mistaken. they're…my goodness…by god
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str4y-c4t-strut · 12 days
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fight raisin
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str4y-c4t-strut · 13 days
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Feather River Bulletin, Quincy, California, March 20, 1924
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str4y-c4t-strut · 15 days
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Song of Songs written on an egg, mid 1700s, Italy.
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str4y-c4t-strut · 24 days
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I brew the egg.
I have no cube.
I brew the cube.
I have no reduction.
I brew the reduction.
I have no beakers.
I brew the beakers.
I'm out of orange goo.
And like Sisyphus rolling the rock up the hill in perpetuity, I ask myself: does Baldwin imagine me happy? does he, in his sick transgressions, picture me smiling as I endure the cycle he hath wrought? That in the menial cycle of up, up, up again, only to be met with a sudden and violent descent, I am earning my keep?
Does he understand my pain or is he as cruel a God as the children of the sludge must imagine him.
No life until cube. no cube until reduction, no reduction until beaker, no beaker until the very material we use to survive, food, has been reduced as I have.
to little more than amorphous slop.
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str4y-c4t-strut · 24 days
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The Warriors coloring book zine is live! This is my page colored in! :D
This zine (hosted by @harriertail) contains 14 coloring pages that you can either print out to color OR color digitally like I did! It's pwyw and all proceeds go to Care for Gaza, so it's a great cause. Tag me if you color mine so I can share!
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str4y-c4t-strut · 24 days
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most important thing about the eclipse:
whatever you do, DON'T listen to some stuck-up calico claiming he caused the sun to disappear! he'll dethrone your leader and become a dictator btw
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str4y-c4t-strut · 26 days
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coming for you
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str4y-c4t-strut · 26 days
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Majestic and clever and hardworking, the... [checks smudged whiteboard] sandskink
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str4y-c4t-strut · 26 days
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you guys wanna see the most accurate and blasphemous representation of the words ‘catholic shaming’?
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