I watched all six seasons of RuPaul’s Drag Race (including All Star Drag Race and Untucked). I’ve also lost my ability to communicate without unnecessarily punctuating my words with “ball” slang, okcurrrrrrr.
The last three months were bad and that is a severe understatement.
Waking up each day as an unemployed Communication graduate, it slowly dawned on me that the world wasn’t an entirely nice and solid of a ground to build plans on. I was too idealistic. I overlooked its cracks until it swallowed my life whole. I’m back with a hammer and a box of rusty nails. Crucify me.
me: mama? could you read me to sleep?
mama: you’ll never be glamour
me: read fa filth yes gawd
Midnight snack more like midnight 3 course meal w dessert
My life decisions often begin with “Maybe if I were more/less ____ then…" or end with the same.
너의 지금, You are now
The struggle is too real when you have horrible eyesight and you’re looking for your glasses. I’m having a Velma Dinkley moment, leave me to die with bad eyes pls.
This is what happens to people. This is what people and books and movies are talking about when they talk about losing love…
My heart was open, because I had finally let it break.
me flirting: So…capitalism…pretty fucked up right
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pls no senpai.
At least in death, you can’t disappoint the ones you love.