me talking to a man: i know. i know. yeah i know. i know. i’m aware. yes i already know that
some of you never sacrificed your life for your infant son and saved his life through the strength of your immense love for him and it shows
heard porn bots might be following you guys again. sorry about that. but in some good news i have been gaining many new followers who are real stunningly beautiful women. welcome ladies :)
why do people always ask me about sexual fantasies but never about my other fantasies? i don’t think about dick, jonathan. i think about wearing a haute couture dress and a princess tiara and running around a stone palace with sunlight and enough mirrors around to bask in my aesthetic glory.
from now on it’s not ‘my body’ but 'the fragile external capsule for my deepest desires and anxiety’
#implied autumnal sexy times
go find what a fic of ur life would be tagged as on ao3
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Inktober Day 03: Path
Warm tones + Chicago
i just wanna be a pirate….tall leather boots……those fancy sleeves……swordfighting……..standing dramatically on a bowsprit or mast………….climbin some rigging………….getting rich and getting drunk w a crew…………..shooting a cannon……….the Dream
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot