i don’t have a praise kink so much as i have a “confirmation that im not in trouble” kink and praise just happens to be direct confirmation that im not in trouble and nothing bad is going to happen
the phrase "lipstick on a pig" has always inspired a deep sadness in me. I think of the pig, looking forward to her big night out, and I bring myself to the verge of tears.
genuine question, why does a train line or a new park have to go thru years of votes and environmental impact studies but something like this can just? happen?