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clicking a pen over and over again is actually fun as fuck its a shame it makes everyone in a 30 foot radius want to kill me with a rock

sexchangedotcom

none of these words are in fast car

enki2

theehorsepusssy

civetside

oh crap i dropped all my TLT doodles on your dash

the handmaiden

obsessed with mass market paperbacks. their pleasing rectangular proportions. how they fit badly in a hoodie pocket so you can drag them around everywhere with you like a temporary little buddy. the way they fit in your hand because they're MADE for human hands and not as bookshelf decoration. the way the pages feel when you riffle them gently with your thumb. How pristine and crisp they look when you get them and how creased and folded they look when you're done, even if you try to be nice to them. how that wear is okay, how that's correct actually, because they're made with the philosophy that books aren't meant to be PRETTY, they're meant to be read. that little ripple new ones get on the left side from where you hold them when you're reading, the way the ripple only goes as far as you've read, because u change stories by reading as they are changing you. how you can find thousands of these creased and folded and loved little dudes in every thrift store and used book shop and neighborhood library and you can instantly see the ones that someone carried around in a backpack for weeks or read to pieces or gave up on halfway through because they wear being read like fresh snow wears footprints. I love these poorly made, subpar little rectangles so much. truly the people's books.

thepoisonroom

beauty standards are so fucked up what happened to i love your body because it's you. what then.

thepoisonroom

people get hotter the more you like them that's just science

ETA: turning reblogs back on but if any transphobic freaks touch it it's going back to the chokey

foxhardt

you dont have to be a parent to understand the horror of walking into a room to discover that the baby crawled out of his crib and onto that pottery wheel you forgot to turn off, and while the baby is spinning around and around, the dog is sitting there all calm, like a person, gently using his paws to fashion the babys soft cartilage head into something a little more modern. it might be the classic tale of bad parenting, but lets see where the dog is going with this

wizardshark

This post is from 2013. It has less than 100 notes. Together we can revive this work of art that tragically ahead of its time. We’re ready for it now

tulipfemme-deactivated20240718

literally nothing better than when a horror movie starts off with a girl in a clean everyday outfit and the movie ends with with her completely drenched in blood, outfit completely destroyed and ripped to shreds

bevsi

everything

bevsi

quick study from the handmaiden

polyamorousmood

So I'd like you to meet my partners. This is the broken, this is the beaten, and this is the damned.

tyke-dyke

Here is the lover, theres the dreamer, and that one there on the right is me.

nerdsbianhokie

Just entered a new relationship. There's Paul, a real estate novelist who never had time for a wife, and Davy, who's still in the navy and probably will be for life.

monstrousparalysis

Yeah, this is my new boyfriend and girlfriend. Yeah, he was a punk and she did ballet. What more can I say?

tessarion-rising

Yeah, just got a picture of our polycule back. On the left is the clown, on the right is the joker, and of course, stuck in the middle, there's you.

str8aura-no-not-that-one

my three girlfriends, the soldier who carries a mighty sword, the writer whose weapon is his word, and the king whose brow is big and worn. And yes, they do smoke weed.