vamporion could probabbblly drink Safely from the artery in the thigh.

IM GOING TO KILL MYSELF.

She took the pages.

The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.

Where did Muriel even find that book

Gomez and Morticia Addams got divorced. I woke up mortified and with a sense of inexplicable dread.

Truck comes first and if there is any money left over the kids may eat. - Modern Consumer Patriarchy

Bring it back, bring it back, don't take it away from me

Because you don't know what it means to me💔

historical drama/sitcom where two gay best friends (woman and man) get lavender married--and proceed to spend the Fancy European Honeymoon their parents paid for acting as each other's wingman

How the mane 6 would react to getting handed divorce papers

me, halfway through listening through a song: hmm this might have otp potential

*restarts song but this time listening with Blorbo Intent

Local goth cryptid goes through a tough breakup 😔

Really love Ineffable Divorce from the perspective of the other shopkeepers... to them, one day, some gorgeous guy showed up naked on Mr. Fell's doorstep and a couple of days later, Mr. Fell had disappeared and so had the naked guy... so the whole neighborhood thinks Aziraphale ran off with Gabriel and that's why the bookshop is now being operated by this odd little person hired by its sad and distracted owner-- Mr. Fell's abandoned ginger goth husband with the gorgeous old car. Nothing has been this juicy on the street in decades...

clark, discussing what to do about kon with bruce: you know what this means right?

bruce, nodding: yeah, you owe luthor a buttload of child support

clark: what - i - no??

bruce: i mean, it sucks that he baby trapped you but you don’t want to be a deadbeat

clark: he did not - i am not his father, luthor stole my DNA and put that [pointing at kon] into a tube

bruce: i want you to take one good look on how damian came to be

clark: … oh my rao… i am dead beat aren’t i?

YOU ALREADY KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS

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