Really contemplating giving in to the dark powers (drinking a monster instead of my third coffee)
β€19π€―1
βSilkies are pointless chickens, theyβre dumb and canβt see anythingβ
What about you donβt get American silkies which were selected to have giant fluffy heads and get in spite of, well, being able to see, and get one from the rest of the world, where they are allowed to be a functional bird?
What about you donβt get American silkies which were selected to have giant fluffy heads and get in spite of, well, being able to see, and get one from the rest of the world, where they are allowed to be a functional bird?
β€12
Mind you they are still delicate birds that are mostly pretty and sweet and they canβt handle rain very well, but there is a difference between getting a plush toy:
β€8π2
This weekβs reads have been completely different from the last. Theyβve also been so good
Canis - The speaker continues to prove to me how much I love this author, her drawing style, her polyamorous old men.
Iβm always the first to scoff about queer stories which have organized crime in them, and yet here I am, a clown once again. Rivages lointaine by AnaΓ―s Flogny was heart wrenching, melancholic and oh so beautiful. Also I want to dress like an Italian mob man of the 60ies.
Until I love myself by Poppy Pesuyama was fucking hard to read. Itβs about being nonbinary, having a difficult relationship with oneβs body, and SA related trauma.
Foaming at the mouth because for volume 31 of golden kamuy the author added a couple of pages that makes it even more gay for fuckβs sake. Also my faves bleed into each other mouths guys I donβt know what to say it is what it is.
Canis - The speaker continues to prove to me how much I love this author, her drawing style, her polyamorous old men.
Iβm always the first to scoff about queer stories which have organized crime in them, and yet here I am, a clown once again. Rivages lointaine by AnaΓ―s Flogny was heart wrenching, melancholic and oh so beautiful. Also I want to dress like an Italian mob man of the 60ies.
Until I love myself by Poppy Pesuyama was fucking hard to read. Itβs about being nonbinary, having a difficult relationship with oneβs body, and SA related trauma.
Foaming at the mouth because for volume 31 of golden kamuy the author added a couple of pages that makes it even more gay for fuckβs sake. Also my faves bleed into each other mouths guys I donβt know what to say it is what it is.
β€15