Now consider: a man in a dress. Not in drag or all dressed up or anything. No accessories, no makeup or styling, just wearing the dress, some ratty boxers and muddy sneakers. No socks or stockings, hairy legs in the open air, just raw dogging those nasty shoes. Hair mildly damp. Visibly sleep-deprived. Bruises on shoulders, elbows and knees, left palm bleeding. Sitting on a curb on the street, shivering, looking wretched, and absolutely miserable.
I forgot where I was going with this.
Maybe if you stopped focusing on reality and started focusing on the sex lives of Victorian sailors dying of exposure and scurvy, you'd feel better.
Ty Dave I will shit the bed tonight most immediately
does anyone care. we need to bring back flower crown edits
i'll be honest, i don't have an excuse for this and i will not explain myself. thank you
Look I’m not saying it would fix him. But I think Ned would feel a lot better if he got to have sex with Blanky. So just consider that
i'm so annoyed at how clever this show is btw. the hickey-gibson ring exchange in the same episode that blanky orders a round before his amputation, saying he feels like he made a connection with the tuunbaq and they're engaged now. guys who get engaged to a horror that winds up eating them. i'm fine don't worry about me
warm girl give me strength
where were you when jfj was a beautiful man who became a beautiful woman and harmed no one in the process and gathered only happiness and love around her instead