a magical sword can only be pulled from its anvil by a maiden of purest heart. a young knight visits the anvil daily to make the attempt, crushed each time he cannot do the deed, yearning for a sign from the universe that he *is* in truth what he yearns to be. for the world to plop the gift of identity into outstretched arms. but of course, it never does. until one day, he has a chance encounter with a nymph of the lake who was once an ordinary squire, and he learns from her that maidenhood will not be given to him, that he must be brave and choose it for himself. and so the knight changes her name and reintroduces herself to the world and employs the greatest miracles of modern science to become the maiden she had always dreamed of being, and this time, when she revists the sword, she only can't pull it because she's kind of an asshole.
got hit by 12 cars and died. sory. all at once. no traces left behind. I think one of the cars was carnivorous
“Spilled my heart here” I saw this on my walk today and it broke my heart..
Take a break, this cute tardigrade needs time to cross your dash:
“does this character eat pussy” poll and it’s your full name first middle and last under an unflattering candid picture of you having a bad experience at the grocery store
Local woman experiences change in life circumstances that take her from seeing friends every day to seeing them once a week or less, becomes crushingly lonely
more at 11
real and true
anyone wanna take me out back and shoot me like an old dog