Martina, First of Her Name, Bastard, Heathen

Counter point, those machines can make me a peach sprite.

guys did you know the tech in that nefangled machine revolutionized preemie healthcare

nothing in the world makes me more evil than just being kind of annoyed

what is this from

the titanic

im having post-bit clarity

L+ratio+ lumpy bed+ ugly curtains+ pointless erection+ dried flowers+ damp towels+ no reception+ small towns+ tiny minds+ big mouths+ small ideas+ shallow talk+ deep snow+ cold fronts+ big rears ?

Pack it in boys

fucking love when I'm on a call with someone and they start to do a little errand or go somewhere else and they say "and you're coming with me" like. absolutely I am let's go on an adventure I've been spirited away

hold on let me google something

what the fuck

happy Boston Molasses Flood to all who celebrate

fuuuuck that is my circus. are those…? yep… those are my monkeys….. goddammit.

Being the only queer person in a room full of septuagenarians will have you feeling like a snake being passed around a room of elementary schoolers. Nothing makes me feel so much like I'm an ambassador animal as being introduced with, "this is Draconym, she prefers they and them pronouns."

Like to charge. Reblog to cast.

Im enjoying the longevity of tumblrs recontextualization style of humor. a seemingly innocuous post followed by like "posts that a gnome would make" or like "are you a phone"

I love this post

The horse thinks as it scratches an itch

"and" "and" "and" "and" "and"

Yeah like it's not even just bad sex writing, it's bad writing in general. This looks like something I wrote, and that is not a compliment

i think this post cured my self-doubt in my writing