“i want to wear shorts because it’s hot but i really hate my legs” an autobiography
“I want to wear shorts but i didnt shave” the sequel.
“I want to wear shorts but I don’t tan and I’d rather not blind you” The trilogy
“I want to wear shorts but my huge dick always sticks out” a pop-up book
a pop up book
do not fall in love with people like me.
i will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. i will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. and when i leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
If you identify as a feminist I’m going to need you to stay at least 50 feet away from me, thanks.
A hoard of feminists all stand exactly 50 feet around you. Many other feminists slowly gather around, creating a large circle. You have said the wrong thing. You will never touch nor hear what these feminists have to say but they will always remain exactly 50 feet away from you in a large circle. Always. This is your fate.
And now, the weather.