man ive been watching videos of sheep getting shorn all night. makes me wanna be a sheep, getting man handled by a farmer who loves me, emerging from my cocoon of wool a totally new being. prancing around the barnyard so free, no longer weighed down by winter. i have clinical depression
it’s posta like these that so encapsulate the spirit of tumblr while making it impossible to explain tumblr to my mom
“as FullMetalFisting explained, mom, our insensate depression manifests as deeply sensate desires, like being a sheep free from weight it can’t control and-”
Mom hangs up