Listen I try to be a decent adult grown human, and be respectful to women because they deserve it as fellow humans, but sometimes I reblog a tumblr post because another decent adult grown person just looks like That, and I am reduced to the equivalent of a weird little Goblin, crouching under a broken bit of cement by the highway overpass, clutching a single piece of paper with the word “boobs” written in awkward handwriting and capital letters on a squelchy bit of gray receipt paper, waving that paper at people as they walk past, desperately hoping someone else sees the miracle that I see.
