26, hufflepuff, lover of mexican and korean food, blowing bubbles, and lower case aesthetic. i (and this blog) am mostly made up of sad reblogs of past tjlc posts, pretty pictures of places i can't yet afford to travel to, and other otps i won't put any hopes on now that my sherlock dreams have died
i cannot get over the entire male avengers cast dancing around the vulgarity of fuck marry kill + in some cases even the implied homoeroticism of having to choose between 3 men, and then the camera cuts to tom holland who does not even have to think before saying out loud, at the official premiere gala that chris hemsworth is also at, that he’d fuck chris hemsworth
Those people obviously don’t realize the extremely high kill rate for cats at shelters, not to mention that people literally dump indoor cats outside when they don’t want them anymore, and indoor cats often die due to starvation/predators (duh they have no survival skills).
Also - I might also be crying.
Jackson Galaxy is awesome. His story is is that he used to be a drug addict, and that while he was in the beginning of his recovery he saved a stray cat and nursed it back to life, and in return the cat essentially did the same for him, and ever since then, he’s taught himself everything there is to know about cats and their behavior. Cats saved his life, so he’s saving cats lives. He’s awesome.
His show has taught me more about how to take care of a cat than I learned from growing up with one.
Jackson Galaxy is the patron fucking saint of cats and I swear to god I will fight anybody coming for him.
You will catch these hands.
I don;t like when people make fun of Jackson Galaxy when he gets emotional.
Because a.) I get really fucking emotional over cats too, fuck you
and b.) it’s mostly because he’s a man and a patriarchal belief that men can’t cry or have feelings.
