apartment i was gonna tour accepted an application already so i cancelled it :/
you ever just feel weird and irritable for 4 days before making the connection that you lowered your anxiety medication dose 4 days ago. i feel like a fuckin npc how did i not realize that sooner
sorry about all the smoke y'all i burnt one of my quesadillas a bit
sent my notice to vacate, should have done it a bit sooner but whatever. it wasn't my idea to break the lease anyway so realistically they should have done it but i'm hardly surprised they didn't
controlling one wife like a remote control robot to beat up the other wife over video chat
controlling one wife like a remote control robot to beat up the other wife over video chat
it's t dick thursday, monday edition. everyone remember to put t on your dick
what if i got a side shave but only on the left and left the rest long...
Wow, he blocked me less than a min after I posted this. I'm not normally one to do the "HE BLOCKED ME, MUST BE A POS", but if you're response to trans ppl calling you out is to mass block them, that's a deeply childish and anti-self-reflective. IM SUCH A GREAT TRANS ALLY, LET ME BLOCK TRANS WOMEN.
opened instagram to immediately get served a them (queer(?) news(?) site) post celebrating ken jennings as a trans ally with no mention of the context of what he said and a bunch of cissy libbies in the comments are all patting themselves on the back for liking a cis man who says the right things
ate a whole goddamn pizza and i'm bloated as fuck if you care
smoking the weed that turns you into a person under the influence of marijuana
here's a fun lil exercise for cis people: how many articles would a publication have to print calling for your extermination before you would expect people who care about you to stop giving them money? and how would you feel if their excuse for still supporting them is some fuckass crossword puzzle?
putting on a depeche mode record for vibes during a date and getting distracted every two seconds because every song is a banger
guys should i have a nice cup of coffee with the broken peanut butter cookie i brought home from work or should i ram large spikes through my eye sockets instead
with how much cool gay shit keeps happening to me lately, the idea of me getting a beautiful stripper gf doesn't even seem that far fetched
tall beautiful woman with a cool name (cis, i think) paid for her sandwich and iced dirty oat chai with $2 bills today... i see you girl... can i give you my number.....