I can feel myself withering. I'm only like a month removed from heavy psychic damage due to [freakish queer book], and already I feel I will waste away if I do not engage in something fucking gay.
I snuck up on wifey and pulled her into a long, deep kiss, very nice. However I think I need to read some gay shit too...
Uhhhh I got it, I'm such a geniouse, I stared headlong into my ereader, and there it was: The Art of Growing by Jacqueline Ramsden, Lily Seabrooke's (demi)girlfriend. OF COURSE, I went on a fuckin adventure to gather books with enbies in em a few months ago!! And here is the standard-issue fluffy gay romance novel, from the partner of one of my favourite fluffy gay romance novel authors!!! Stand the fuck back!!
I can feel myself withering. I'm only like a month removed from heavy psychic damage due to [freakish queer book], and already I feel I will waste away if I do not engage in something fucking gay.
I snuck up on wifey and pulled her into a long, deep kiss, very nice. However I think I need to read some gay shit too...
Uhhhh I got it, I'm such a geniouse, I stared headlong into my ereader, and there it was: The Art of Growing by Jacqueline Ramsden, Lily Seabrooke's (demi)girlfriend. OF COURSE,
I went on a fuckin adventure to gather books with enbies in em a few months ago!! And here is the standard-issue fluffy gay romance novel, from the partner of one of my favourite fluffy gay romance novel authors!!! Stand the fuck back!!
The way you keep mentioning this book and how it put you out of commission for a month is making it call to me like dark eldritch knowledge.
I wonder what it is and what horrors it holds
I have posted about it here before, by rights I didn't think it was that weird but it's one of those things.