#go already

[imagine-all-the-people]

So did this happen?

Asking for a friend 🤣😂

[kply-industries]

[drmonkeysetroscans]

Wuss.

[x-direct-blog]

Super-Trafalgar’s demise

I, the person formerly known as Super-Trafalgar, just had my account deleted. It was due to hate speech, apparently, according to Tumblr. They have a point: my last mail about May, Corbyn, Farage and Widdecombe was pretty scathing. And, it’s also true that I suggested,in somewhat coded form, that Trump should have been offed the day after the election results came through. (I also suggested he was an abusive dick, through the medium of non-consensual BDSM, but I don’t think their bot would have picked up on that. It was quite well disguised satire.)

Anyway ... I’m not going to come back, but I just wanted to say thank you to everyone I interacted with on here, either via anons or private messages. Thank you all for sharing private, intimate things with me. Thanks for trusting me. Thanks for being vulnerable for me. I hope that, in return, I was able to give you something that you craved.

I also want to apologise profusely to all those who I didn’t have enough time or energy to give more; to all those I started conversations with, then disappeared. I hope I didn’t give you the impression it was you that I found lacking; it wasn’t: it was always me.

I guess any of my posts that were re-blogged by others still live on, so I hope you still occasionally run across them and feel the urgent need to touch yourself.

Finally, in parting, I wish all you subs, all you girls, you ladies, you lezzies, you straights and gays, you sissies and queers, you transfolk and gender-fluids, (and yes, even you straight Doms, most of whom seem unable who cannot spell to save your lives), I wish you all the best for the future.

Farewell,

Super-Trafalgar.

PS: Can someone please re-blog this, so this message gets read? I’d fucking hate to know that I’ve just poured out the contents of my heart to the empty screaming void. Thanks.

[khoaphan]

when seeing #impeachtrump trending

[poofydew]

tough love//self love 3•22•17 (at Capitol Hill (Seattle))

[3x0x0x0]

Chemical-Post Malone

Oxytocin makin' it all okay When I come back down, it doesn't feel the same Now, I'm sittin' 'round waitin' for the world to end all day 'Cause I couldn't leave you if I tried

You break me, then I break my rules Last time was the last time, too It's fucked up, I know, but I'm still

Outside of the party, smokin' in the car with you Seven-nation army fightin' at the bar with you Tell you that I'm sorry, tell me what I gotta do 'Cause I can't let go, it's chemical No, I can't let go, it's chemical

Every time I'm ready to make a change (Mmm) You turn around and fuck out all my brains (Woo) I ain't tryna fight fate, it's too late to save face I can't get away, maybe there's no mistakes (Maybe there's no mistakes)

[kindliest-of-wrenches]

THIS IS A REMINDER TO ME: Move your damn dresser already, it's in the wrong spot and you know it, once you're out of work jUST MOVE IT LAZYBONES