I Beg My Kidnappers For A Phone, Swearing Not To Make Any Calls Or Texts, And They Stare Over My Shoulder,

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

ovulation is hitting and it’s like the horniess is mixed up with sleepiness and despair in some kind of twisted, erotic threesome in my body

LITERALLY THIS. I HAD NO IDEA HARLAN VOICES EVERY SINGLE GODDAMN CHARACTER. I had to learn from a meme

IT'S ALL ONE GUY!??!?!?

I was just wondering who voices Kayne because I can't get enough of him, and I wanted more of him. So, I asked the Fandom Wiki...

"Harlan Guthrie", It said. "Neat", I said, ...But who voices Arther?

"Harlan Guthrie", It said.

...

WHAT? Well, Ok fine. YKnow what, Fair. Just a guy who has range, What a guy. Well then who voices john-

FU***IN HARLAN GUTHRIE

Kellan?

Harlan Guthrie

Trader? Oscar? Butcher? Wallace?

HARLAN "Arther stop whimpering" GUTHRIE

IVE BEEN CRYING OVER A GUY TALKING TO HIMSELF VOICED BY A GUY IN A RECORDING STUDIO TALKING TO HIMSELF!?!?!??

I don’t have sex with other people and even I know that queer sex isn’t just one particular thing that requires a top and bottom. Some of y’all have a very narrow view of how sex works.

the grief of seeing beauty all around you and feeling like a thunderous cloud right in the middle of it, because life is overcoming it’s cold affliction and you can’t seem to shake it

what yall know about the special kind of sadness that seems to come with spring

ah man

Bon voyage @brickwhartley!

you will miss this in 40 or 48 hours. twitter will smooth your brain down like a river stone, and you will find yourself longing for a social media platform that hasn't meaningfully changed in a decade. you don't know I'm posting about you in real time bc Sarah has timestamps switched off. I'm not dead, Grant. Grant, let me out of the casket. Graaaant,

ok but the way he's still kind of getting outcunted by the guy on the left

i remember a friend and i used to play around in the cemetery as kids and make up elaborate stories about the people buried there, i still find them pretty nice and not so much creepy

cemeteries aren't creepy they're actually devoted to memory and rest and love and humanity

and with your help it can rack up 700k notes on tumblr in 2024

no tumblr this doesnt need tags im releasing it into the wild as god intended