>i sit on a throne and people come up to me one by one displaying different items
>with each item i yell out "yonic" or "phallic" and then wave them away to a door to the left or right of me (depending on whether its yonic or phallic)
>guy comes up with an item thats too difficult to label as yonic or phalic
>i pull a lever to the right of me that opens a trap door under his feet sending him to fall miles down to his death as we are in my floating cloud castle
>categorizing continues as normal
this one scene in the latest simpsons episode got dangerously close to classic simpsons levels of heartfelt
Reblog if it's OK for your mutuals to send you nudes for review
feminine urge to Know Everything and speak 12 languages
Pupils dilated from LSD
dream girl or worst nightmare?
my links
- looking for a sign is the sign you’re looking for
- no shame ever again
- the journey is the point
- the question is the answer
- the belief is what contains the power not the subject you believe in.
- more art
- nothing is true everything is permitted
- NO SHAME NO CRINGE NO MORE!!!!
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