I think perhaps the only way in which queer people have achieved true parity with straight people is that queer romantasy is just as bad.

"grackle" really is a perfect name for a bird. knocked it out of the park w/ that one

can every writer and director in hollywood just get in a big big room and pinky promise to not release a movie about wwii for like 5 years. every summer we have to hear about a movie called Platoon about the untold story of one platoon who had to carry one mechanical part across occupied france and without it the allies would have lost the war. it stars every white actor in the UK

much like a beautiful horse i like salt and roaming freely

(no beers in) So how do you perceive me in the privacy of your thoughts