This is so me.
Why would you eat it though? As the end result you are “going down on a dick” aside from the mutilation of the penis and cooking it in front of him as an act of torture prior to the act of digesting his penis.
Town designed to look like a drought burdened desert
that is stealhy as fuck imagine looking down on that shit from an airplane yo would never know there was a fucking city down there
((Headcanon Night Vale))
I’m really wanting to live in Night Vale by the day.
I really find myself growing ill with the thought of showing faith in anyone.
Not because of sadness, not because of a desire not to be hurt.
But because it simply is not worth it.
I don’t find myself consciously choosing to have faith or none at all in anyone. Faith is a construct of insecurity and denial. People use faith to illude themselves from the realistic probability of unfortunate events. Example being that you have a SO that had cheated on you and you choose to have faith he won’t do it again. Instead of facing the fact he cheated the first time and may do it again you stay in denial and feed your insecurity with a false reality