all my littlest pet shop horses

if i look back, i am lost
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The Stonewall Inn
cherry valley forever
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@twinfawns
all my littlest pet shop horses
do i want to come to "the circus"? (apprehensive) describe it with two adjectives first
friends-to-lovers fanfiction writers need to get it in their heads that just because they have unresolved trauma from their high school “homoerotic situationship” doesn’t mean all of us want to be exposed to their (untagged!!) saccharine and vapid fetish…. imagine an impressionable user reads your o/n/e b/e/d trope fic and feels pressured to enter a monogamous romantic relationship, or god forbid m*rriage, the next time they have sex with a close friend or roommate. all because you’ve normalized this bullshit. get better coping mechanisms or is fluff the only thing in your skull as well?
the 120 days of Hi
Horse figure of the day: Beswick #996 Foal
Two boys practicing their swordplay, Harlem, 1939–1940.
Photo: Aaron Siskind via Smithsonian American Art Museum
LGBT = Let's Do Epic Shit
one of my favorites of all time
that’s kamala harris
akiko higashimura’s princess jellyfish || 東村アキコの『海月姫』
trying to get the funny medieval peasants to try my future dorito and accidentally stumbling onto the communal fencepost hosting one of many rural german cat-mutilating games that will later be a wedge in relations between the urban and agricultural communities, shocking me into a months-long silence
getting served what can only be described as "mold from a random log of fallen wood floating in a stein of watered-down beer" as a gift in return for the doritos and getting an experience that can only be described as "Protestant Ayahuasca"
going south to seek some sort of normalcy which I might disrupt, where in the refuge I am served something which dripped from a statue. I ask what it is. it's from the bones inside, I am told, and it leaks forever, and it brings an ecstatic state
drinking this and getting hit with an experience that can only be described as "counter-reformation fentanyl overdose"