The funniest part of this is I don’t even know what language that is but I understand
io comunque ferma alla catenella tamarra di Sanji attaccata ai pantaloni nelle primissime saghe. cunty ass bitch
*gently nudges you* am I annoying?
Bloop bloop
bleb bleb >:D
-🪷 -⭐️🌙
6
That’s ok I have a book boyfriend
"go fuck yourself"
No, how about you do come here and do it yourself, you coward
Double the good
Intersex people are meant to be intersex.
We were not "supposed to" develop any way other than how we actually did.
We are not a failed version of something else.
We are intersex, worthy of respect as we are.
like/reblog if u are:
a bitch
a bastard
an all around fool
an omnipresent all-powerful being
a sparrow
c̵͙̳͕̈͛ụ̷̔r̸̗͎̽̓͗͜s̴̨̈́̿͘e̸͍̰̜͊̈́d̵̛̫̙͍͝͝
capable of moving at immense, incomprehensible speeds
an eldritch being
no one will know which one u chose! :D
No tehehe
Arlo. Guess who I am?? :3
Man…I have too many moots for this *SIGHH*
Considering two am ? It could be
@insufferablewhore @darling-mya shit who else? Uhhhh… yo also @the-broadcaster6 is a guess
Yo wait edit also @is-gay-does-crime
That’s cool thank you for answering my question
took forever but now we got simplyplural downloaded on our laptop, so that's cool
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Yessssssssssssssd please
It's strange, I have such a deep desire for someone to view me romantically yet I have no desire to love someone romantically myself. I want to be loved like a matriarch. Loved by a man who worships her despite her wildness. Yet, I would hate to love like that. I could never love him as he loved me. After a time, I feel I would become uneasy with the attention I would receive. It's an amatonormative and heteronormative ideal. I desire the compassion and motherhood that I've seen matriarchs hold. I desire the headstrong opinions of those women. I want to be the matriarch. But I can't love a partner like that. I've never been able to. I desire a friend to climb through bear country with, bells at our waists. I desire a friend to watch the sunset with. But I fear I will never be a matriarch in that world. I must forge the path between the two, the path strewn with leaves and broken glass. I will be relentless, compassionate, and headstrong until the day I die.