I think the little dangling threads really put this over the top for me.
I feel delightfully squirmy, but not in the fun way.
Not kink-shaming, but I think this transcends anything short of genuine torture.
There’s no way this is an autistic only trait right? You’re telling me people just go around dealing with those things?
There’s a difference between “that’s a bit annoying” and “I literally can’t think of anything else and I must tear off the tag even if I destroy the shirt and I mean RIGHT now or I’m getting naked”
She’s wearing it inside out.
twitching just looking at this
Which way is the rear? I tell that by the tag. (Yes, I add tags to clothing that doesn’t have them, except socks)
It’s that or the shirt with a syrup spot that’s always at least a little sticky no matter how many times you wash it (and somehow never in the same exact place so don’t bother trying to get used to it). Rather back-stroke my way through a mile of tangled concertina wire.
Is It just be that loathes the word “autist”? Gives me real “Oriental” or “the blacks” vibes
one shudders to imagine what inhuman thoughts lie behind the creator’s face…
what dreams of chronic and sustained cruelty?
