Abominably Yours

”Explain yourself” followed by “stop making excuses” has always baffled me because the fuck you think explaining myself is????

drinking water is really good for you and helps you feel better but I cantt fucking figure out where does the water go when you drink it. it just leaves

It's fun being queer and weird and unconventional until you remember you live in a society

I can tell my evil advisor has been feeling down lately so I've been pretending to take big sips from his cursed chalice and then roaming the palace grounds groaning and clutching my abdomen. Lowkey I know it's deceptive but I can tell it's really cheering him up. I heard him evilly cackle for the first time in weeks. WIBTA if I keep doing this

actually hate that the bodys response to anything is nausea. ate too much? nauseous. ate too little? nauseous. an imaginary threat got you scared? be nauseous. on your period? you guessed it. sawed into your hand and need to go to the emergency room? perhaps throwing up into your open wound will be of help

the ashtrays in airplane bathrooms are a fascinating harm reduction metaphor. yes it's illegal as hell to smoke in there. yes there's a smoke detector that will snitch on you the second you light up. so why is there an ashtray? because if there weren't, your single momentary dumbass crime could kill 300 people. it is fucking vital that if someone does have a lit cigarette on a plane, they have a place to safely put it out.

it's always "did you really need to burn down your workplace to prove a point" and never "how was the revenge arson? did you have fun doing revenge arson? were the flames pretty?"

um.

bro i fucking hate living next to a fucking tavern they always have the worst fucking singers performing on saturdays

"do it scared" ok but I would like to do something some other way occasionally. Like at least once. For a change.

I will always reblog this

still remember how revolutionary this ad felt 10 years ago

excuse me but it still feels revolutionary

Keep reblogging until it feels normal everywhere.

still living with my parents as an adult is just like. i'm grateful to not have to pay for groceries. i have to get out of here. i'm grateful to have a roof over my head and not have to pay rent. i have to get out of here. i'm grateful to not have to worry about sending out endless job applications that all lead to nowhere. i have to get out of here. i'm grateful i'm grateful i'm so fucking grateful. i have to get out of here

every day it gets harder to have a relaxed jaw and decent posture