This Barbie was just there. Like this. Apparently declaiming like some sort of philosopher.
In the Scrap Store, in Saltash, in Cornwall, UK.
This Barbie was just there. Like this. Apparently declaiming like some sort of philosopher.
In the Scrap Store, in Saltash, in Cornwall, UK.
imagine being god's childhood best friend, and never swaying in your devotion even after he got blacklisted worldwide/ turned a bunch of farm animals inside out/ started a cult, and willingly carrying a nuke for him because he trusted your resolve more than he trusted his own, only to get 3rd place amongst his ranked sluts. imagine
@caracalliope I need you to know how much it's fucking me up that you're not wrong
2024 is the year of the blorbos on the big screen
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like a rangy, underfed, knobbly-kneed dark horse whose eyes are a testament to the capacity of certain animals to feel human malice, ianthe tridentarius flounces fashionably late into the blorbo roster
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Infinitum, acrylic painting by Nightjar Art of Adam Burke
tlt fans spread this to your non-tlt followers but please do not vote. i genuinely want to see what people think the lie is.