guy who wouldn’t even notice they’ve been sex pollened with all the repressed lust they’ve got going on
Like a half hour after taking pain relief meds: oh actually it doesnt hurt anymore i probably didnt even need to take those
I beg my kidnappers for a phone, swearing not to make any calls or texts, and they stare over my shoulder, holding a gun to my head as I use my newly-freed hand to post, "So do like, dudes just buy ropes and baklavas from the same store or what lmfao like a specialty Crime Store"
One of the kidnappers says "balaclavas" but it's muffled under the fabric. I ask them to repeat and they do, their voice raspy from disuse. "You wrote baklava, that's a pastry." The other kidnapper goes "stfu" and then after a pause goes "Why would you buy from a crime store"
Then they spit roast me
I didn't wanna say this but now that someone's left this kind of comment I have to be honest: Everyone else's tags are funny but this is the only person who understood my vision for this scenario
we need fangs in your neck friday now. More than ever
one of my sexual fantasies is to have someone notice my absence and wonder about me
The Trans Agenda is to Keep My F*cking Friends Alive — sol rios
published as part of the Citizen Trans* {Project} by New Words Press
some of my best friends are bad movies
An old illustration that was part of Sojourn's Cinematic.
Sharp Objects, Gillian Flynn (2006) / The Secret Diary of Laura Palmer, Jennifer Lynch (1990)
YOU don’t have to be perfect to be loved. but I do