I am sooooo not locked in. I am tucked in. Going to sleep
Hey. Stop for a second. Take this moment to appreciate that you don't have to write a paper right now. No one is asking you to write a paper. You don't have to think about the paper or plan your time around the paper. You have the freedom to think about whatever you want. Everything is going to be okay. At least you don't have to write a paper right now
Sleep
Might do more, but for now have these 🤲
I tried to capture that feeling of being a little kid huddled up to your parent as you fall asleep
the real answer to almost every "does [identity A] belong in [identity B] spaces" question is actually just "these spaces are informal social groups and if you're cool you can hang, don't worry about it"
You can be Homer Simpson at the lesbian bar. It's fine. Don't worry about it.
service topping is like gender affirming care to me
avoidance has saved me from everything it's also killed me a hundred million times
I’m so obsessed with boxers or briefs on a butch woman. The way they hug her thighs and pussy and the curves of her ass. The way the band goes straight across her sexy stomach, just peeking a bit out the top of her pants and inviting me to look. To touch. I love yanking those jeans down and dropping to my knees and eating my butch out through the little pocket in the front (obviously this is exactly why that flap exists) and I love when she’s soaking wet for me and it’s dripping down her leg and leaving wet spots on the fabric. I love massaging her thighs and kissing her hips and her stomach and licking her tattoos. Fuck I fucking love butches in boxers and briefs
art books on the internet archive for you
be free
