bear with me

june is over... goodbye pride month, hello disability pride month!!

let's all be disabled this month... together 🤝

if you're not disabled yet: no need to worry! i can help. come closer.

Close enough welcome back Chekov's gun.

stop treating killing dragons as this act of bravery and valor. maybe ou should be kissieng and loving the dragons instead. and be more niceys

the sexiest things for a boy to be are desperate and pathetic

life is nothing without eroticism and whimsy

Oh Occtis. He's a twenty year old grad student. His family murdered him last week. He loves books. He can't catch his breath. He's never had sex. His brother ripped his heart out. He birthed his familiar out of his own viscera. He can't taste food anymore. People keep saying things to him. His familiar will not stay in his dimensional pocket. He doesn't sleep. His best friend doesn't know he's still here. He has to think of himself as an experiment. He works with dead animals. He's never visited a fuck castle before. He can't even blush. Nothing he can do will make his father care about him. He misses being alive. Everyone wants something from him. He would like a hug.

Writing is for communication. Sir Terry knew very well that anything's allowed if it helps you communicate something effectively.