couldn’t stop thinking about his story. he was only 17. also thanks to wyll ive developed a fondness for painting satin and ruched fabric so there will probably be a lot more art of him in that
if you are ever out here w the take “society LOVES feminine men and masculine women what about the poor feminine women and masculine men” I need u to know you have entirely submersed yourself in niche online communities and have lost touch w the very real world we live in and you owe every masculine woman and feminine man $100
the blogsitter called the blog owner and said “everything’s great, but can i cover up the creepy clown jpeg next to the dashboard? it’s kinda freaking me out” the blog owner got quiet and then said “take the blog and leave the website right now. i don’t have a creepy clown jpeg”
you can enter the most hyper-specific search terms into this website and it will literally always return kpop gif sets, sims mods, and second person imagine fan fiction about a piece of media you’ve never heard of in your fucking life
Actually I’ve already processed all five stages of grief in regards to a beloved author from my childhood very publicly making the jump from “milquetoast liberal with unexamined biases” to “actively dangerous bigot who will double down into perpetuity” and will no longer be basing any part of my identity on her intellectual property! Thanks for asking!
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