When ppl complain about the soulless-ness of office work , you can so easily clock that they have no life outside of work. I don’t give a fuck if I’m a drone for 8 hours if I never get soup spilled on me again. I’m going out raving after this. I have a baggie on me. Fuck you
My favorite thing to do every night between 8 and 10 PM is get developmentally delayed stoned and eat a handful of every variety of snack i have in the house at the time (a lot)
she let me hit because she has let me hit for generations in an infinite number of past lives in the karmic cycle. sometimes as four horned antelopes, as a speck of pollen on a bluebell flower, or even as algae surrounding hydrothermal vents on the deep sea floor
i’ve never loved myself more than i do currently and next year i’m going to increase it. everything i want will be in my lap or in my hands and i do mean everything
I love how the body responds to stimuli by producing mucus. You're horny? Here's some slime to make it slide it in better. Something entered the airway? Here's some mucus to cover it up. It's honestly intriguing. I'd like to study this substance in more detail.
when i dont let her walk near the street, carry her bags, fix things, etc.. its not me “trying to be a man” this is masculinity rooted in love, gentleness, & protection. the stud identity was shaped with history. an experience with queerness that requires no manhood.
my gf doesn’t treat me like a man or see me as one but i wouldnt be mad at her for expecting masculinity from me as a stud. i do “masculine” things for her without asking anyways because i embody it naturally. being a stud isn’t about manhood, its our take on masculine expression