I adore this section of fence covered in love locks that runs alongside Willy Wonka's chocolate river.
I adore this section of fence covered in love locks that runs alongside Willy Wonka's chocolate river.
Time for another steamy hat ransom photo. This time from an unknown hotel room in the far off land of...New Jersey.
Look, I'll do big arms, and the rest of you just look at me and go "ooh, they're doing big arms," alright?
I was feeling kinda bummed out earlier today—period depression and all that—so I decided to open the present my mom dropped off for me yesterday.
Turns out she bought the pink faux-fur coat that I had my eye on, which is why it wasn't there when I went back to buy it a few weeks ago.
I sent her a thank you, but I definitely *didn't* send her the pictures I took in it.
With today's additions, there are 128 photos in my Risky gallery now! Which means I'll probably go through and trim it back down to my top 100 pics soon.
If you have opinions on which are the best and/or worst, leave 'em in the thread here.
Started re-watching the X-Files last night, and had my own close encounter.
Fun Fact: X-Files aired in 1993, which was coincidentally the year I discovered I was bisexual.
I once told someone I'd teach them to pick locks by restraining them to the headboard, such that every time they picked one of the locks they'd get a little extra length on their chain. Then, I'd sit at the opposite end of the bed and take off one article of clothing each time they got closer. Sadly, we never had the opportunity to try it, but I've been meaning to do this with someone ever since.
This has always been one of my favorite photos of myself, so I touched it up a bit and decided to post it again for y'all.
Yay, abs!
(here's the spicier version: https://lgbtqia.space/@alice/113857807608919375)