Littlestinkybastardman

Nothing reassures me that my boyfriend loves me more than when he wants me there while he's in full Lizard Mode - sleepy, already asleep, headache, sick, anything that's got your brain running on skeleton crew, wholly focused on survival and comfort. Nothing matters except being in a dark, quiet place, horizontal, and comfy. Communicating in eepy grumbles. Expressing distaste that I am not cuddled up to him. Letting me know when he wants to be the little spoon. He doesn't have the processing power for contemplating people pleasing, he just wants me there because having me there is genuinely preferable to not having me there.

Poor man functioning on one brain cell and he'll use it to grab my ass just to make sure that it's still there.

Your friends watching something for the first time and getting to that scene VS you, the knower.

i had a dream that instead of cocaine bear they made a movie called meth horse

Reblogging this as I eat salt&vinegar chips while plotting to ruin someone I haven’t spoken to in 2+ years.

As an alternative to 'sugar, spice, and everything nice'

I present: 'salt, vinegar, and everything sinister'

Tumblr is odd because you’ll see a mutual post something really profound like “the birds still sing for those who listen” and you see them 5 minutes later saying something like “need to be pegged.grilled cheese style”

Slaves who escaped were breaking the law. Literally. Outright.

Jewish people who escaped the Nazis were breaking the law. Literally. Outright.

The law is a horrible judge of morality.

Do not blame me for who I am. The doctor prescribed me 20 mL of #lizard twice a day.