do you want me. have you wanted me. will you want me. when will you want me
Dick Van Dyke and Mary Tyler Moore photographed by Annie Leibovitz for Vanity Fair, 1995.
holy shit
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Howl's pooping asshole
Peepee's delivery service
If you Catholic mfers were really so interested in God's design you would develop a theological appreciation of beetle biology.
we really just say fuckin anything on here huh
oceaniccunt
I hate the dog-ification of werewolves >:( I by making them happy dumbos it misses the best part of transformative monstrosity: repression. If you aren't afraid of the beast within what's the fucking point. It's the big bad wolf lurking on moonlit nights it's not your golden retriever in the park at noon. Justice for repression!! Justice for the beast within!! Justice for the fear of who you could be if you really let loose! Is the monster your true self? Does the thrill of the wild outweigh the guilt that comes in the light of day, when there's mud on your feet and blood on your hands? What does it mean that you crave that which disgusts you, that the wolf isn't just something you become, it's something you always were