this website is too fucking easy you make a post about transgender gay sex or the skull and people black out and hit reblog
let’s groove tonight, share the spice of life
I don’t like being referred to as a boy
got emotional at work because i imagined a cuttlefish
You ever have a random thought that's not intrusive, but somehow simultaneously so instinctive and so detached from your regular everyday life, that you vaguely figure it was probably just an ancestral spirit possessing you for a second?
I was baking an apple pie for fun, freehanding cardamom by vibes alone. And a thought pops into my head, must not be wasteful with them, spices are expensive. And I had to halt right there for a second. Why would I feel financial guilt about the amount of seasoning in homemade goods, when I spend money on far more frivolous shit every single day? My own weight in cinnamon would cost less than my rent.
Thank you for your concern, Maarit from the 1600s, but trust me, we're good. I can measure this cardamom with my heart and not the scale.
i like how reclusive and generally unpleasant you are
i fucking love car seat headrest so much it makes my stomach hurt
when the jazz has elements of rock n roll
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