I was a charming freight train

you'll feel like a total dipshit train wreck and no matter what some girl is gonna see you and think "role model". you can't kill yourself you have to go be clocky in the gas station so a 14 year old can have the trajectory of her life altered forever

Being clocky when i was working as a barista was one of my big joys. Being clocky when i was teaching high schoolers how to play the marimba was my reason for being for half a decade. It sucks how scared I am to leave the house I live in now. But I still need to try and be clocky at the grocery store. I wish i had a job to be clocky at. Being visibly me is one of the most radical acts I'm capable of, and I hope that one day we live in a world where it isn't radical at all.

that's exactly what I was feeling when I wrote this. we all find ways to defy our fear, love is an excellent motivator.

the most sexual emotion a man can feel is fear

Now why would Tumblr user twinktorturer say something like this

being friends with english majors is so fun you'll send a text like hey are you free for brunch and they'll respond with some shit like "haven't the faintest clue, my schedule is utterly fucked"

english majors so used to talking like 19th century british aristocracy they think this is a joke about busy schedules

The reason I believe Fitzwilliam Darcy has a huge dick is, not my preference (certainly not), but because at that time a smaller penis was preferred. A large cock, however, was frowned upon as something that would signify a more animalistic, less cultured man. And I just think it's fun to imagine that Darcy, this Paragon of Duty and Goodness, who has dedicated himself to keeping his nature under good regulation, has, at the end of the day, to deal with this massive appendage in his breeches that keeps reminding him of this other side of him.