this is here, and you will like it.

please be patient with me i am experiencing horrors unknown to you at all times

It’s always “why did you get in the river” and “your soaking wet” and never How was the river The river looked fun was it fun

im a transgender athlete and my sport is fucking both your parents separately on the same night. i know the odds are always in my favor because of my natural aptitude and it's not fair to you but that's why i do it

and SCENE! that was my impersonation of what i think tumblr would be like in the late 1960’s. just to clarify this is a joke. this isn’t real. there is no beatles erotica here. it’s a bit. it’s a joke

this post is a failure because I was completely willing to accept both John/Paul fanblog and people demanding political positions on the Vietnam War in 2020 without question

“Don’t be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, time has been so generous to us. We imprinted time with the sweet taste of victory. We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space. We are a product of the time, therefore we give back credit where it is due: time. We are synchronized, now and forever. I love you.” (Gonzalez-Torres, 1988)

having “feelings” is ruining my reputation of being a heartless bitch