miz

evening drive

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH! this one goes out to all the polyphobes. there’s an even number of them so i mixed up the formula

autism vs adhd

Magic ladies lounging

a man forced to refer to himself as a girl and bear the title and all it implies for so long while being told their heart’s true desires are foolish is bound to grow tired and scared. and what’s an tired, scared, and confused dog to do but bear its fangs?

i’d love to just show him a little bit of love, call him by a name that truly fits him. give him nice little treats through a muzzle until he trusts me enough to give him scritches behind his ears and cut that wild mane for him. call him cute names like “handsome” or “good boy” until the softness breaks his cute little puppy brain and he can’t even muster up the strength to bare his fangs at me.

until all he wants to do is use that pretty little mouth of his eat his treats, play with his toys, and to lap at my dick.

Dark Horse Tour (1974)