my ass is a dumptruck

so uhhhhh I guess I'm getting back into the "tranny making weird electronic music" cliche

sorry if my gorgeously sweet doe eyes misled you but I am actually deeply traumatized and insanely perverted.

Imagine washing up on Dinotopia and getting a talk saying "unfortunately, you can't escape this island! You'll never go home or see your loved ones ever again" & then while you're crying they say "I'm sorry, you'll just have to live on the island of dinosaur communism for the rest of your life" and you look up through your bleary eyes and go. Wait what

500 years from now there’s gonna be some film historian who’s entire career is built off of searching for a copy of goncharov

and they're never gonna find it cuz they fucking took it off poob

let’s all gain weight and get strong as fuck

there's not a single casual bone in my body. everything means something to me