i get mean when i’m nervous like a bad dog
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i only talk to dogs cause they don’t understand me, my teeth are yellow, hello world
would you like me a little better if they were white like yours?
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i bet on losing dogs, i know theyre losing and i pay for my place by the ring
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you’re an angel, im a dog
or you’re a dog and im your man
you believe me like a god, i destroy you like i am
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i’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
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you always said how you love dogs, i don’t know if i count.
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i’m just a dog with no bite, this is all i’ve ever known
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i am the dog under your couch, gnashing teeth and open mouth. i shouldnt have clawed my own way out.
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if you’d been a dog they would have drowned you at birth
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so i will wait for the next time you want me, like a dog with a bird at your door
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into this world we’re thrown, like a dog without a bone
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those thoughts i cant deny, these sleeping dogs won’t lie, and now i tried but its eating me apart inside
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i’m tired of begging for the things that i want, i’m oversleeping like a dog on the floor
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death inspires me like a dog, inspires a rabbit
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She loves me like a dog
And when we mess around, I'll let her known the truth
I can't rely on hope with fate
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One last kiss, I love you like a pack of dogs
Falin's Moving Castle
• any target • churches in texas • abandoned 7/11’s • your bedroom at 5 am • hospitals at midnight • warehouses that smell like dust • lighthouses with lights that don’t work anymore • empty parking lots • ponds and lakes in suburban neighborhoods • rooftops in the early morning • inside a dark cabinet
How did Treasure Planet manage to come up with the greatest aesthetic in all human history? Victorian elegance plus space-age flair, with just enough dirt and grime and wear and tear to make it feel real? A combination of traditional and computer animation that perfectly embodies the movie's blend of old and futuristic? How does it get any better than that?
angry smol in need of cuddles
“Oh yeah, every time that dad forgets mom is dead, we head to the cemetery so he can see her gravestone.”
WHAT. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard some version of this awful story. Stop taking people with dementia to the cemetery. Seriously. I cringe every single time someone tells me about their “plan” to remind a loved one that their loved one is dead.
I also hear this a lot: “I keep reminding mom that her sister is dead, and sometimes she recalls it once I’ve said it.” That’s still not a good thing. Why are we trying to force people to remember that their loved ones have passed away?
If your loved one with dementia has lost track of their timeline, and forgotten that a loved one is dead, don’t remind them. What’s the point of reintroducing that kind of pain? Here’s the thing: they will forget again, and they will ask again. You’re never, ever, ever, going to “convince” them of something permanently.
Instead, do this:
“Dad, where do you think mom is?”
When he tells you the answer, repeat that answer to him and assert that it sounds correct. For example, if he says, “I think mom is at work,” say, “Yes, that sounds right, I think she must be at work.” If he says, “I think she passed away,” say, “Yes, she passed away.”
People like the answer that they gave you. Also, it takes you off the hook to “come up with something” that satisfies them. Then, twenty minutes later, when they ask where mom is, repeat what they originally told you.