The yaoi hands strike back. Why they gotta make the uke so frickin small? And only sometimes? Proportions be wildin. And bruhhhhh tying someone's neck to a car seat using a belt? Just the thot makes me feel trapped and anxious
The yaoi hands strike back. Why they gotta make the uke so frickin small? And only sometimes? Proportions be wildin. And bruhhhhh tying someone's neck to a car seat using a belt? Just the thot makes me feel trapped and anxious