You Know What You Did

following weird horny furries who are into shit like pooltoys and transformation and stuff is enrichment. the vitamins and minerals of posting

once you get over your ass and realise you will never get some people and that’s ok you are basically immune to right wing fearmongering. otherkin? none of my fucking business

I must not fall victim to disgust. Disgust is the heart-killer. Disgust is the little-death that brings total apathy. I will face my disgust. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the disgust has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

yes im addicted to attention and orgasms and food and shiny jewlery and 7$ Iced Lattes. does that really not sound like an awesome lifestyle to you

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

mozzarella and parmesan is kind of like the age gap yuri of cheese

keep getting glimpses into an alternate timeline where plurality is more normalized and you can buy shitty tshirts and mugs about it

the sloppiest makeout session where we can’t keep our hands off each other would absolutely heal me right now

I think flinching is such a hit or miss reflex. Like yea a tiny bit of boiling water touched my hand but i dont think reflexivly throwing the water everywhere is a good defensive measure perhaps. might be even worse actually

I love that trope you see in some podcasts where the narrator has a very obvious seething hatred of one of the people or organisations that they regularly talk about and is just. So comically uncharitable in their reporting about them. And you don't learn why for ages if at all, they just Fucking Hate Them. I love Cecil and Steve Carlsberg. I love Dr Harley and the Botany department. I love petty but overwhelming malice in the hands of a biased reporter.

you want to be mommy’s adjective noun, don’t you, pet name? you want to verb and verb for mommy like a good gender

the problem with parents is that they are undiagnosed

Tired of hearing "do these count as trans?", you dont have to use the label, but yes they count

its up to the individual whether or not they identify as trans

Yeah, you dont have to use the label, but it does technically fall under the label

Love when a cat puts all 25 pounds of their 9 pound body right on your soft internal organs.