man ive been watching videos of sheep getting shorn all night. makes me wanna be a sheep, getting man handled by a farmer who loves me, emerging from my cocoon of wool a totally new being. prancing around the barnyard so free, no longer weighed down by winter. i have clinical depressionÂ
it’s posta like these that so encapsulate the spirit of tumblr while making it impossible to explain tumblr to my mom
