God has forsaken me

NON-freaks dni. This is a freaks only zone

oh yeah, you're daddy's little bunny, right? you like chewing on some lettuce? you like fuckin' chomping on some of daddy's lettuce? it's romaine, you know i don't buy that scrub iceberg shit. it's good romaine lettuce for my bunny. i get that organic shit, you know that, bunny. now get down here and suck on daddy's clit

Happy Pride

resurrected dead wife watching her own montage: wow I looked so hot in that

humiliating to be attracted to a conventionally attractive person. I thought I was a more sensitive and refined pervert than this

Will no one rid me of this turbulent Filoni?

someone made a website where you can declare your favorite pokemon & why. let's all see if every pokemon is someone's favorite... Together

Any ship can be problematic if you just give me a second-

I hate that my aesthetic sense agrees with this but everything you just said was correct

there's art now

Ah dang to go further; the floor is framed as a refuge. As if there is literally no other space in this house that hasn't been populated by his wife with flimsy inanimate fakery. There is no space for this man in this house save for the floor. There is no space for him on the sofa, oon the counter tops, and most notably, no space for him in the marital bed.

I’d also like to point out the use of the word “has.” The wife has filled the house with chintz. She isn’t filling the house with chintz. She doesn’t fill the house with chintz. She has filled the house with chintz. Use of the past-tense makes the wife a subtly removed element in the story, someone whose presence we see in the environment, but who is blissfully distant during the actors throes of passion. There is an element of physical as well as emotional separation from the wife that is catalyzed by being fucked on the floor. Use of the past tense is an end to the wife presence in the actors life, a carnal catharsis amid cold fragility and emotional distance.

This is my new favourite post in the world

everyone cheer for the one (1) time tumblr had reading comprehension

And, predictably, it's because it was about gay sex