today i got a friend to tell me she wants to get a pair of shortalls, and then she asked me where were good places get them, because i have like three pairs and never shut the fuck up about them
i love people who quit forums and mass edit their posts, because then you just have threads of posts by one person saying “delete” over and over again and others saying “this is a great story! can’t wait to see more!”
it’s like they’re being sarcastic douchebags and i love it.
who do i have to fuck to get a spanking in this town?
i could get super into petplay, but only from the perspective of, like, being a little kid who really enjoys pretending to be a kitty.
Hey guys, I just got an exclusive shot of the new superman costume!
So excited for Man of Steel. :3
she’s the one begging for a bedtime story and for some reason a lot of girls want guys to tell them bedtime stories now….
1. WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME DESPICABLE ME WAS A MOVIE ABOUT MY IDEAL RELATIONSHIP DYNAMIC BEFORE
2. man i wish i could do normal relationships
Please Don’t Think It’s Funny - Mister Rogers, Let’s Be Together Today
Mister Rogers really was just about the best person ever. It’s great to grow up, but sometimes it’s nice to hug your teddy bear, and sometimes you want an extra kiss before bedtime, and that’s okay too.
(Obviously this song has different meaning to littles than he intended for it. Don’t make me love it less.)
A little girl named Polly pickpockets a gem Professor Moriarty has just stolen, and he is determined to stop at no end to get it back.
You can always tell when I’ve had a shitty week because everything comes back to feeling lonely and helpless, and wanting a daddy to fill that stupid void. “If Cartoon Dog Sherlock Holmes as envisioned by Hayao Miyazaki couldn’t protect me from all the scary stuff in the world,” I say at those times, “no one could.”
i wish my therapist had decided my being trans was just a phase sooner. i mean here i am, two years into living full-time “as a woman” (whatever that means) professionally, socially, romantically. no one i’ve met in quite a while knows that i am of a transsexual history. it ruined my school experience. been on hormones for years. got my name changed, all my ID updated.
i feel like it’s a bit late for her to decide i’m not really trans, is all. but no, totes, PTSD is the same basic thing, it’s understandable why i’d get the two confused.
OH BY THE WAY I WAS BEING SARCASTIC