Need A Pretty Girl That Will Let Me Grope Her Tits Whenever I Feel Like It. I Don’t Care What Size

Sappho: The Art of Loving Women, 1975, J. Frederick Smith

Tell me that this isn’t Lady Dimitrescu

I don't think she can see anything, Angie (another post from twitter)

utilising the gift of imagination to hallucinate moments of tenderness between fictional people

i feel like we dont talk enough about how distressing and disturbing memory loss issues are. forgetting what you were talking about halfway through a sentence, putting something down and instantly forgetting where you put it. having to reread one paragraph over and over again because by the time youve moved onto the next sentence you dont remember what the one before it said. always doubting if your memories of things are real, not being able to remember important life events.

its so incredibly scary, it feels like your mind is constantly playing tricks on you and you start to doubt whats real and what isnt.

“i forgot” is treated like a lazy excuse when it’s genuinely such a big issue for so many people.

Part Two! Part One!

Two witches are forced to cohabitate in order to raise the baby promised to both of them.

This comic was based on this post. (You can also see my old version on the link if you wanna see how far it's come.)

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Glinda and Elphie kissing after for good is all I ever wanted AND NOW IT HAPPENED AND AKSBDBD