Of fucking course
What sick bastard doesn’t
Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.
tumblr doesn't need a tiktok clone what it needs is a dress up game
me: wow i actually don’t feel so bad maybe i’m getting better!
me 2 minutes later:
A young gay dragon being forced to explain to his dad why he’s only kidnapping princes
I’m a busy man. Got two caution signs to remind me to slow down sometimes. Got a vibrating megaphone. Clocks. Radiation. Four goats. Got half a tank of simple columnar epithelial tissue. 60% through my day. Half a tank of gas. And it’s only 10:50.
If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals
since the old version of this post was flagged for 'adult content'...
they’re besties they’re worsties their relationship is undefinable they’re coworkers they’re lying to each other they’re gay in love they have 1038430 mental illnesses and are banned from most timelines
bitches see a text and are like ‘ill reply when i have the social and emotional energy for it’ and then forget about it for a week....anyway i’m bitches