there is no such thing as crying,
we are only trying to turn ourselves inside out.
This is a noble pursuit"
I’m constantly torn between wanting cute cuddles and nasty, naughty, dirty sex.
if i pick talking to you over sleeping, you’re really important
have you ever looked a horse in their eyes?? there is absolutely nothing going on in there. no remorse or regret. horses dont have souls and cant be held morally accountable for their earthly sins and this is why i fucking hate horses