the fact that there are animals who can see colors that i cant which means that there are colors that exist that it is literally impossible for me to envision is such fucking bullshit that i wanna rip open a couch and eat it
Humans have 3 types of rods for processing color (red green and blue). Mantis Shrimp have 16.
Fucking shrimp. I will NOT be jealous of food.
I hope that you allow yourself to cry in front of your mom sometimes. Or your dad. Or someone that you love. I hope that you crawl into their lap— even if you’re bigger than them now— and let them hold you while you cry into their shoulder. I hope that they don’t mind that there is snot dripping onto their shirt. I hope that they touch your hair and kiss your forehead and wipe your tears. I hope that they make soft shushing sounds in your ear between the “I love yous” and “It’s all going to be okays.” I hope that you let it out, and that the thoughts that have been torturing you finally stutter out of your mouth between sobs. I hope that you tell them. I hope that they listen. I hope that you take their advice as they kiss your cheek. I hope that you sit there while they hold you for a long time after you stop crying. I hope that you feel that inner calm that says to you that maybe letting go is okay. That it will all be okay. I hope that you eat something sweet afterwards. Drink tea. Watch a movie. I hope that you don’t think that you are too old. I hope that you never think that there isn’t someone who loves you enough for this. I hope that you don’t think that this is something that only women need. I hope that you know that I am talking to you, Brave Man, because I know that you have been trying to be strong for too long. I hope that you know that being a man doesn’t mean that you can’t have feelings. I know that you’re hurting. I hope you allow yourself to heal.I worry about the men that I love sometimes. (via hidontbecreepy)