You’re just a dildo with a car, so you can be quiet.
There are certain flaws in people I know that I absolutely adore. With some it has to be the right flaw that goes to that person, while others I can appreciate on a grander scale. I wonder whether this is a product of fondness, familiarity, or just figuring that they fit.
I don’t understand why it’s socially unacceptable for me to just say “Excuse me, my uterus is currently weeping tears of blood for my unconceived child.”
(via thechocolatebrigade)
