Sometimes I wish I lived in a BDSM AU world. I'm in the mood to hurt someone and resent the fact that I can't just snap my fingers at some pretty thing to get that particular itch scratched.
Right? Sometimes when I get particularly grr I resent the fact that people aren't just kneeling down when I walk past. WHAT IS UP WITH THAT. Pfft, reality.
THIS. What do you mean life isn't porn or fanfic? Are you sure? Because I think people kneeling as I walk by when I want to have someone handy so I can tie them down and take a belt to their back is an excellent fucken idea, seriously.
IKR! And you know when some random person is being a douchebag and I want to just step up and stare them down or possibly fist their hair and force them to their knees and ask how dare they disrespect me, but I can't do the latter because I hear this reality takes a dim view on manhandling barristas in coffee shops no matter how rude they've been. Bah.
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