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just got asked if I was a michael gray gubler (pronounced “guh-bler”) impersonator
You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?
That’s my favorite part of reading.
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The species shown above is I and my few select friends. Like our friendship this picture was taken quite accidentally (which excuses the horrendously attractive face I am pulling). This particular specimen of animal find light entertainment in consuming vile alcoholic concoctions from the liquor our rents have left over the night before, charitably giving ham and pickle sandwiches to the homeless, dancing to ghastly toned death bands at gigs and sitting by in city gardens engaging in how long we can chase pigeons before they fly away.
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obsesseeeeed
-filthy, sexy, freaky get me chemically sick love-
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