I need to be a well off couple's third and I do not want to be on equal footing with them relationship-wise. I do want to be the secondary partner here, the kind who does weird sex things they don't normally do with each other and gets flaunted like a party trick over martinis to show how worldly they are. I want to sit on one of their Eames chairs and gaze into the eyes of their useless designer dog and realize that me and it are one and the same, that I am just another set piece, and plan my escape not before exploiting their networks in the arts and local politics and penning a novella that leaves readers to wonder where the fact ends and the fiction begins.

people of tumblr, please do us all a favor and refrain from reblogging calls to action for palestine if all you’re going to do is tag it as “compassion fatigue”. just try to have even a modicum of shame, why don’t you.

an "anthropology" is when a furry artist says they're really sorry

Oh my God my vandalism has escaped containment

not the bell tolling LMAOOOO 🙈 i wonder for whom 🤔

need my dick sucked so bad but i have this stupid ass vagina

The pain is more incredibly annoying than unbearable

I can bear it but come on

when that lil man said “and that’s a long ass ride” in the 7th sense i was like wow it really is a long ass ride

habe you ever created a character specifically to go through the horrors and then realized that you don't want him to go through the horrors anymore

i changed my mind i want him safe at home before 6 sober and content ready for dinner

Theyre called draculas because they drank u. La

Did anyone else hear just one single angelic note