Picture this: it’s the dead of night, you’ve woken up and the powers out, it’s silent, uneasily so, you can hear your own breath, and then, from right outside your door you hear it: one loud, wet, SLAP!
A slap so wet it can only come from one place: The Twilight Zone
Whenever I listen to Marina and the Diamonds I feel raw primal homosexuality take over every cell in my body and thrust me into a universe where straight people don’t exist and never have
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