i’m glad i was not born with a dick because i would hate the feeling of something between my legs constantly, especially because it would be so massive :/
The art of curating your taste. Things I find chic. How to discover your niche. How to be disgustingly educated. How to be whimsical. Whimsy isn’t just aesthetic. The romanticization of. Deinfluence me. Things to do instead of doomscrolling. Consume consume consume consume cons