cursebearing hips
god remember when there were no ads AND you could post dick on here. take me back i’ll be grateful this time
the laptop cd drive is a sort of dead wife
somewhere, there’s moonlight on the ocean
Twilight Stamps
Ikko Narahara
gonna take you to my scary basement and make you bobbing for apples 💜
wow youre so good at bobbing for apples. your face is all wet lol. youre my little slop horse arent you 💫💜
Angela Carter, from a poem titled “Unicorn”, featured in Unicorn: The Poetry of Angela Carter
