Trespassers Will Be Prostituted

licherally cannot explain to adults these days that im actually so cool with the idea of being "just an employee" somewhere as long as i am paid enough to live comfortably and i also like the job. "but dont you want to be rich?? dont you want to always be striving for more???" like that sounds EXHAUSTING and i like having friends so

got my tits cut off 60% for gender affirmation 40% so that when i go back to work all my coworkers will notice that ive Clearly had my tits cut off but wont be able to ask about it bc what are they gonna say? Wheres Your Tits?

What

mom sold me again 😞

i forgot y/n was a fic thing and thought they legit asked for permission

honestly “youre our slave now yes/no” is infinitelly funnier than my original intention

the fact that we need 8 hours of sleep is ridiculous we should only need 4 and the other 4 should be used to be cozy in your bed and rub your legs together like a cricket and listen to music and think about your little scenarios

i hope u all know that when i put a little space before the question mark at the end of a sentence i am tilting my head at u like a dog