I didn't program you to love me.

Being embarrassed by what I enjoy is laughable. As a babe my mother submerged me in the River Cringe and I am impervious to social damage.

Don't make fun of my ankles though, no reason

They missed. 😔

there are at least three houses in new orleans

gonna start making snopes-style responses to urban legends about tumblr

one of the many reasons to insist upon chronological timelines is that it's much, much harder to scroll forever if you can catch up with yourself. if you can run out of tumblr because you reach yesterday, that is a good and helpful prompt to do something else.

does my odd and mysterious aura mean nothing to you?

fuuuck I could use a mysterious benefactor right now

Generally in favor of coyotes. Wolves, as well. Bobcats. That sort of thing.

In support of the humble varmint against all its various adversaries