nothing online is ever truly deleted. except that one fucking thing you're looking for
hey sexy. I can tell by the frequency of your blog updates that you are once again avoiding it all
i know this is an extremely basic baby’s first feminism observation but it does genuinely drive me crazy how for the most part stories about men are presumed to be universal and stories about women are About Women
i hate when you wake up early by accident and then don’t go back to sleep right away & your body is like “oh we’re up? time to get up?” and then you get hungry. like bro no way dude turn that back off. i’m not up yet
hope this explains it
it does and I hate it, thank you
Your middle aged Aunts lead the first online charge for yaoi and your great Aunts lead the first conventions for fandoms and wrote yaoi fanfiction on paper. (It just wasn’t called that at the time)
Sometimes they didn’t even show anyone. Sometimes they showed a few fellow fans.
You simply live now, following in their footsteps path they laid.
mobiusstripearthtruther-deactiv
>forgotten where I've left my keys
>no worries, I'm an intellectual
>simply stop, smug look to camera, and announce that I'm entering my mind palace to remember where I put them
>close my eyes and pinch my temple
>instantly find my consciousness transported to the entrance of my mind palace
>mfw I've forgotten my mind keys
having kinks is so embarrassing like sorry I told you I wanna fuck a big scary demon, I played pretend as a kid and Came Back Wrong
