If I were to get a chest piece it would probably be text over my massive fake boobs, and it would read “No, these aren’t for you, fucknugget”

Madeira Darling is a snarky mystic, devout Satanist, serious Marxist, laughing dominatrix, and writer from San Fransisco where they live with their boyfriend in a house full of altars to their various demons. View all posts by Madeira Darling