old-ish dandadan fanart i made
i’m a FAGGOT and a WHORE
Arthur facing the KIY vs Arthur facing the Dark Young:
i’d like to add maybe a reset function as well. like when my body starts to vibrate from the panic attack you can just do a system restart and fix it all in one swoop
wish the human body had like a crash log or something so I could pin shit down. Why am I having a sudden spike of anxiety when I’m just sitting here? Well it looks like there’s a conflict here between my medication and the better foliage mod
i felt like i was a little freak with all my pent up queer longing and desire and then i read richard siken’s poetry and realized i am still a little freak i’m just not skilled enough to lyrically spell it out, but rather i let it spill out like a malfunctioning factory machine whenever it gets quiet
is anyone else disgusted by the enormity of their desire or is it just me & richard siken
statement of arthur lester regarding fucking everything
the way ppl have designated cuddling as a purely romantic thing and is weird outside of that context has done widespread damage to our pack animal nature
yeah i use this pro gamer technique called "hitting every single button frantically with my little raccoon hands until something happens" you probably wouldn't get it it's really advanced
walk into the local in a skirt and a guy calls me a “fucking faggot”, and i explain to him that im actually a femboy not a trans woman and he says “oh sorry lad, so you still relate to masculinity in some sort of way” and im like yeah and hes like “sorry mate” and im like ur fine honestly happens all the time and hes like “buy you a drink?” and one turns into two turns into three and he’s hilting in me in the mens and im panting and my mascara’s running and my tits are bouncing and my skirt’s up over my little estrogenated ass and he says “good girl” and i moan and he says “i fucking knew it” and clatters my head off the wall and i go down and he doesnt even have the good grace to finish on my unconscious body hes so mad. anyway can you pick me up i have a concussion
apparently everyone is sick of my shit and they’re going to kill me tomorrow. idk it’s just what I heard