imagine being parched at night in ye olden days and having to put on your best turnshoes to go to the fuckin well in the dark to get some water because you forgot to fill up the pitcher before dark. going "fucketh mine lifeeee...." as you taste the clean as fuck medieval night water under a pristine sky 0% light pollution grumbling about having to trudge back home with this fucking pitcher now that you'll probably trip and spill half of

at the club no drinks.in.fully stone cold sober: what if thsre was a secret city

Face twists with bravery as a chill runs through the air We have to find it.

We have to find it

don't shave your legs this summer HOLD THE FUCKING LINE

you can find trans people in south florida ages 19-39 at ska shows or the canals and thats it