ah the 70's

aesthetic: Golden Boy in one of his boyfriend(s)’ large sweatshirts (nearly swimming in it with how large it is on him), hair flat as its not yet styled, last night’s eyeshadow still lingering on his eyes, wearing some ratty old jeans that still somehow fit him, and the fuzziest socks one can own

solar: yongddonie worldeu yongddonie worldeu


So what do shrinks think when a wildly brilliant patient doesn’t talk to punish said psychiatrist?