Yes, It Is A Perfectly Normal Cisgender Desire To Get Jealous When Looking At Cute Lesbian Couples And

ok who's making memes about me again

Who else?

gotta start putting these around my blog because I'm far too shy to catch them myself

Lesbian catcher~

I wish i could catch les beans~

Born to create non-osha-compliant mad science machines and mix vibrantly colored mystery chemicals in flasks while cackling maniacally and twitching my cat ears, forced to only be able to meme about it on tumblr

midwestern bees midwestern bees midwestern bees

oh yea, this site exists. Here's a vent meme that got pressure cooked in my prefrontal cortex at 5AM. Primo literature will be posted at some point(?) when my writers block unblocks. Going through some AO3 writer "sry for not updating i got hit by a falling piano and accused of high treason <3" levels of backstage misery so that may be soon or it may be months. who knows?

you should scroll through your mutuals blogs and mass reblog all their posts cause the reblog button on their page is actually an erogenous zone

oh boy its yearn o'clock again. Time to air out my deepest fantasies on tumbler dot com

The boiling desire in the back of my mind to be a Queen, surrounded by loyal maids and knights. To be loved unconditionally at my worst as much as at my best, to have my every little need and whim unquestioningly served, to be worshipped. To be cared for and pampered without any strings attached, simply because it's what they were made for.

and of course occasionally pound them into a submissive puddle, god forbid a woman have needs.

im so bad at maintaining online friendships!! im sorry to everyone i’ve had a lovely chat with but havent followed up with!! im a very isolating person and i still consider you my friend i promise !!!

me when i, when i say something stupid and the uh.. the tumblerers push the dopamine button

the sad reality. I want to drag all my mutuals to my favorite aquariums but they live a distance of one william miles away

the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away