a wise man once said to me: "there's no such thing as fake tits"
i should really have a little door here. or a hatch. there should be improved access to my sigmoid colon.
open it up, take a look inside. cradle it in your hand, sure: lift it into my abdominal cavity. what else is to be done?
new deadname just dropped
i would crawl through glass just to wear these shoes and crawl through glass
St. George and the Dragon, from Red Magic by Kay Nielsen (1930)