I glomped a man in reno just to hear him squee
simply cannot ever resist what i call the little mermaid or the tin man or the pinnochio plot, the one about a character who is either inhuman or human but outside in some way, constantly searching for whatever it is that they consider to be the quintessential proof of humanity, preoccupied by it so deeply that they fail to realize the proof is in the act and fact of the search itself
Dwemer be like
imagine a cute soft and round hen who goes into her coop and hops up on the perch and sits down and shifts around until she is so comfy and her feet are all tucked up into her belly feathers and she puffs out her feathers so warm and tucks her head against her chest and closes her eyes to go to sleep so round and warm with all of her friaends. now imagine it again . its happening all over the world
certified chicken post
white ppl with small dogs will go places u never thought possible


















