i'm going to fail out of school.
I'm stuck in a rut of non-studying and really unproductive fretting about school that only a week without classes can fix.
Aforementioned rut has, however, led me to this culmination of everything strange and repulsive (and fascinating in that Ms. Tudor, semiotic analysis way) about the internet. What could this be from, you ask? Why, a whole blog of craziness, of course.
That one picture contains both Second Life, which is a whole book of fucked up wankery in itself, and weirdo pseudo-mainstreammy furryishness (the furry part I'm starting to be okay with -- you know, consenting adults can fantasize as they will and whatnot) that is not actually furry at all. Also I'm assuming naga (oh god half-snake fetish art has a name) fans wouldn't call themselves furries... but honestly. Half of you -- the half with the naughty bits -- ain't fucking human.
I'd like to thank fandom!secrets for bringing this and other such shit that shouldn't exist into my life.
Aforementioned rut has, however, led me to this culmination of everything strange and repulsive (and fascinating in that Ms. Tudor, semiotic analysis way) about the internet. What could this be from, you ask? Why, a whole blog of craziness, of course.
That one picture contains both Second Life, which is a whole book of fucked up wankery in itself, and weirdo pseudo-mainstreammy furryishness (the furry part I'm starting to be okay with -- you know, consenting adults can fantasize as they will and whatnot) that is not actually furry at all. Also I'm assuming naga (oh god half-snake fetish art has a name) fans wouldn't call themselves furries... but honestly. Half of you -- the half with the naughty bits -- ain't fucking human.
I'd like to thank fandom!secrets for bringing this and other such shit that shouldn't exist into my life.