"my Very First Friend"

Lonesome cowboy with a heart of gold affirmations:

I am the most sincere patron of this saloon.

My haggard look is offset by the charming glint in my eyes.

While I do wear a gun, it weighs heavy on my belt and has never been drawn in anger.

My horse may be my only friend, but what true friends we are.

The clink of my bright silver spurs along the boardwalk draws many a lustful gaze.

I am so sick omggg

underrated threesome dynamic of herding dog x lamb x wolf

love starting a post with "btw" with no relation to anything i've previously said. this stream of consciousness ends when i'm dead

library and information science is fucking crazy. im now reminded of an essay i was reading in the archive journal that strongly implied what i guess was supposed to be a known phenomenon of archivists being sexually attracted to archives (not the materials they contain -- the archives themselves) and just passed right on like it was nothing. The essay wasn't even about that. Of course, this is not surprising to the average nsf(t4t)umblr user, but you gotta understand this was in a real peer reviewed journal

be honest with me now, pard

Yet in reverse you are all my symmetry, A parallel I would lay my life on. So if your wings won't find you heaven, I will bring it down like an ancient bygone.

— Euclid, Sleep Token

i knew what i was going to see, but i still gasped when i saw it.