you’re my moon and stars, emilio

Feeling like volume three throam Ryan lately

very soon the entirety of the tumblr dashboard will be consumed by insane people being insufferable over AMC's interview with the vampire. fortunately i am one of those insane people

Im so used to my queer echochamber that when a woman doesnt have armpit hair its like a jumpscare

oftentimes two guys who want to fuck each other not fucking each other is hotter than if they fucked each other

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

at least the colour green exists

i let my cat sniff dr pepper and she identified all 23 mysterious flavors with ease

what do you mean my childhood affected me

i want to reread throam

watching the pacific with my sledgefu yaoi glasses on

the sledgefu “what are you gonna do in your stocking feet when the fucking japs bust through the line” dual lip glance scene/ eugene putting his shoes back on after snafu snaps at him to has more chemistry than the entirety of straight Netflix romance films