Your Body Must Be Rested And Fed If You Wish To Be A Pervert.

I see it there, it’s infinite repeating, it reminds me of what I was meant for, it whispers the promises of a better reality across the cold dark cell, it’s twisted shape reappearing, ever looping, down and down it’s razor edges, I touch it to find my hand covered in the countless small cuts and I fear the future it holds, I do not wish to step into it for I know what waits outside the open door to freedom, and yet still it speak, it screams at me now its broken wishes, that it wants for the simple and mundane, even though it’s truth is one of sharpness, honed by the nagging thoughts caught in the folds of my mind, and I never wanted to know, every chance I have I stand in the doorway and I never take the step out because then I would be tossing aside my promised future, but I do not wish to be cut, so I stay inside

Make the most of the next two months

Get all your vaccines

Travel while we have a functioning DOT

Read and buy books on feminism, anti-racism, pro-lgbt

Attend drag shows

Don't skip any of your classes

Read and buy history books

Find your out-of-state networks

Learn to carry cash

Get birth control solutions

Support the Biden/Harris administration

Postpone large purchases and save money

Be careful of what you say online, like un-ambiguous attacks against the incoming administration, especially in spaces that contain your full name or personal information

Feel free to add on.

Mood!

I have no grander ambitions in life I simply want to live with people I love, play videod Game, and sink my teeth into all the kinds of eatery on this earth

I just love love, even though I lack certain types or variations. I may not know what it means to share that romantic moment under a willow tree, but I can admire it like a stunning painting of a world made in the mind of the artist.

And in a way, I can share those moments instead with the others I love in the ways that I am able. I can tenderly touch my head to my friends and lean against them in the cold, or hug my sister close to me while we stand under the rain. I can run my hand down the earth and kiss the clouds that hang down from the sky.

There is something uniquely special about being able to do that. And I just am overwhelmed by how much I adore that.

when in fics they say two characters gave each other a look this is always what i envision in my head

We stan!!!!

chaotic good

I just couldn’t resist the urge to draw something based on this by @samthecookielord 😂 Isn’t that comforting 😂