Deaf, Scottish, introverted, misanthropic and asexual. I self identify as an unexpected item in the bagging area. I like books and garlic bread. And I hate everyone I ever met My pronouns are it/that.
An identical, yet smaller version of you. And inside that, an identical, yet even smaller version of you. And inside that, an identical, yet even smaller version of you. And inside that, an identical, yet even smaller version of you. And inside that, an identical, yet even smaller version of you...
November 17, 2025 at 5:43 PM
An identical, yet smaller version of you. And inside that, an identical, yet even smaller version of you. And inside that, an identical, yet even smaller version of you. And inside that, an identical, yet even smaller version of you. And inside that, an identical, yet even smaller version of you...
Or, if I could somehow insinuate myself into some of these panels of men that design things 'for women', I guarantee I could get every single member of that group lynched - and not in the nice way. It'd take me two months, tops.
November 16, 2025 at 8:19 PM
Or, if I could somehow insinuate myself into some of these panels of men that design things 'for women', I guarantee I could get every single member of that group lynched - and not in the nice way. It'd take me two months, tops.
I'm just glad I could spread the love... all the while giggling like a young Boris Johnson tucking into a whole box of crayons, under the covers after lights out
November 14, 2025 at 9:29 PM
I'm just glad I could spread the love... all the while giggling like a young Boris Johnson tucking into a whole box of crayons, under the covers after lights out