I love satan and gay sex and hate america and capitalism
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
trying on a metaphor

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$LAYYYTER

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Claire Keane
occasionally subtle

#extradirty
Mike Driver
Keni
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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@dampwind
I love satan and gay sex and hate america and capitalism
Do you think cavemen ever got humiliated and had the kms urge? Like "Grug so embarrassed, Grug jump into tar pit" and then Glarg is like "Noooo everyone forget soon" and Grug is like "Grug going to do it for real"
if i leave my pussy hanging off the bed will a demon eat it
The message comes late afternoon, after more than 5 years of no contact.
‘Hi (deadname),
You’ve been on my heart a lot. I miss you and hope you’re doing well.’
A second text follows a moment later; no words, just a link to Noah Kahan’s Willing and Able.
I stare at the wall while I listen to it. I’m not sure if I’m breathing; if I move at all I feel myself sinking deeper into the mire, like quicksand.
What did you hope to achieve by sending this? I reply eventually.
‘Hopefully talk, reconnect. You’re my sister. I love you and think of you often. You’ve been on my mind.’
The song is still looping. I feel like someone’s scooped out my insides. I don’t have anyone to talk to about it. I haven’t in all these years. But I try anyways.
I don’t know why but I stand in the corner, facing the wall, like a child putting themselves in time out. I refuse to cry. I imagine how it might go, if I compromise my safety for the farce of conditional love. Share a beer. Meet her kid. Make the strawberry salad she likes. Hear her reiterate she doesn’t think people like me deserve the same rights she does. That we belong in cages. Put down like animals.
You’re my sister. I love you and think of you often.
I clutch my ribs. I’ll never have what I want. It’s pointless to lament. It’s pointless to wish else-wise. The person they envision when they conjure those memories and that they claim to love isn’t real. It isn’t you. They love an idea, a projection, an invented scaffold they can stick any sentiment they please to.
You’re my sister. I love you.
I’ve never felt more alone.
Juneteenth marks a pivotal moment in the long and complex history of emancipation in the United States. This JSTOR Daily reading list explores how freedom was commemorated across different communities, the origins of Juneteenth celebrations, and the ways Black Americans used Emancipation Day gatherings to advocate for citizenship, voting rights, and civic participation. See the reading list. Image: Juneteenth Emancipation Day Celebration, June 19, 1900, Texas, Mrs. Charles Stephenson. Via Wikimedia Commons.
forget your zodiac tell me what you order at a bar and at a coffee shop
don't shave your legs this summer HOLD THE FUCKING LINE
in the age of repression and purity culture, getting more perverted is the only morally correct course of action
snippet of a messy WIP
it’s a secret I keep tucked inside my chest, with this heart of mine that's guilty, not remorseful/
there is love that doesn't have a place to rest, but it would have buried you if it had settled on your shoulders
this is not enough
Qifrey
Not usually an anime person, save for a very small list of exceptions (Mushishi, DunMeshi, Ghibli and some one-shots like Wolf Children and The Girl That Leapt Through Time). But
I *devoured* all nine available episodes of Witch Hat Atelier in one sitting yesterday.
It’s so good. I’m unwell.
Might need to go hunt down the manga cause that cliffhanger is pressure cooking my brain.
My gf loves playing with my dick in bed because it's "like a little fidget toy"
Normal sized fidget toy
Needed to draw the wild random encounter I had this afternoon.
I was either being micro-aggressed or hit on in the strangest way possible. No way to know.