Horse {they/them}

what if the world was made of pudding?

Stomping your feet and declaring that slow fascism isn’t good enough doesn’t change the options.

imagine posting this with a straight face
grow the fuck up

fellas, is writing fiction a sign of severe mental illness?

vegan dog with fried onions, baby mushrooms, and jalapenos topped with jerk sauce

germans supporting a genocide, why am i not surprised