Hell Jess

I can't escape the shadow of depression. Like any shadow, it changes. Sometimes it's big, sometimes it's clear. Other times, it almost vanishes. But it never truly does. Most of the time, depression lurks in the corners of my vision. I pay no attention to it because I learned depression can't hurt me when it's timid. But when depression grows to boldness and looms in front of me, I have no choice but to fight. It's finally becoming easier to beat, but goddamn, sometimes it still hits like a train :/

I feel alright

My date took me home with her and we had great sex. In the morning, she played me a song on her acoustic guitar. My week is off to a pretty good start :D

Before and after makeup this morning

Sorry homophobes, that’s just a fact

The straight pride flag

a e s t h e t i c

I want a cutie to play with all this long, thick, wavy hair

the only things that are “middle of the road” are yellow lines and dead possums

That random act of meanness made me feel hella valid :)