IN A WORLD WHERE BEAUTY AND ATTRACTIVENESS HAVE BECOME SO COMMONPLACE AND MUNDANE THE EXCEPTIONAL UGLINESS HAS BECOME DIVINE
I SAW AN ADVERTISEMENT FOR A CAR THAT LOOKS LIKE EVERY OTHER CAR AND THEY COMPARED IT TO A UNUSUAL UGLY LITTLE VEHICLE AND ITS STRANGENESS WAS FAR MORE CAPTIVATING THAN THE SLEEK BORING CAR THE AD WAS ACTUALLY FOR
I hope every trans person makes it out safe. I hope we’re all okay in the end. And I hope the journey to wherever the end is.. is easier from now on.. with companionship.. community.. food and stability..
*urgently* Lads, the leechometre is at 12 bong, I repeat, 12 bong!
“tempest prognosticator” absolutely sounds like some kind of arcane device a wizard would have lying around in his workshop
It would also probably have leeches in it.
every time I walk through my yard and the enormous swarms of grasshoppers flee, plonking off of everything (including me, my fence, and pretty much everything), my brain helpfully supplies, “Twelve bong!”
The reason leeches do this is because they are hoping to latch onto the talons of low-flying storm-birds and cloud-fish. They need to get high up enough to reach. Hope this helps
i respect people who want to keep their menstruation to themselves but i have to make it everyone’s problem. Literally if it was socially acceptable to lead every conversation with “I’m menstruating” i would.
