stop comparing yourself to queer people if you want to fuck animals.
i implore you, fuck a space rock. you might find this satisfying because like animals, space rocks cannot consent. however, unlike animals, they cannot be traumatized by you experimenting with them sexually.
so please. do this. grind your entire pelvis off on the surface of a comet. bury your nethers in a quasar. go balls-deep in a black hole. let its gravitational field carry you far away from me and every other queer person in this entire solar system so we never have to hear your disgusting bullshit ever again
it’s so amusing how offended people get when you’re comfortable with yourself. it’s been so great over the past few months watching people love themselves more. i love selfies and nudes and i love when girls call themselves queens and act like they’re the hottest thing on the planet and if anyone calls you self centered or pretentious blow them the biggest kiss and carry on.