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you work at the tattoo parlor next door to my flower shop and the first time you came in i thought you were going to rob me bc holy shit that’s a LOT of tattoos and wow you just look really scary but you’re actually pretty nice??? and every time you come in you just buy a single flower and then you leave and that’s literally the only interaction we have for months until one night it’s super late when i close up and you pull up on a harley davidson and ask if i need a ride home??? uh sure thanks i guess??? and i get up the courage to ask you what you use the flowers for and turns out you use them as a reference when making flower tattoos that’s super cool tell me more (and gee whiz your helmet hair is really freaking hot wtf) au

no offense but i want every little kid to be safe and have a good childhood

okay but don’t think about the fact leslie’s mom called him butterscotch before he announced his name was leslie because he’s hated his dead name since birth and even though she named him that she never took any offense and made sure his comfort was her top priority. and don’t think about her bringing him to goodwill to buy cute little dresses during the summer when he could wear them all day long because school wasn’t around to tell him he couldn’t – and that when he’d find one he really loved he’d wear it a whole week without changing no matter how dirty it got and probably cried when it ripped. don’t think about leslie stealing wigs to see how he’d look with long hair as a preteen because it was still cropped short at that time bc of school and then wearing one of those wigs to a school dance only to be made fun of constantly and told he had to take it off or leave because it was against the dress code ( he totally left – in tears and mad as hell ). also don’t think about leslie getting sent to the office because “MY NAME ISN’T CODY YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKING WALNUT” but then coming back to his locker the next day to see his dead name on sticky notes all over it in addition to other obscenities and DON’T THINK ABOUT ANNETTE ELIZA MORGAN MARCHING RIGHT INTO THAT PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE AND GIVING THAT OLD ASS MAN A STERN TALKING TO AND THREATENING TO SUE EVEN THOUGH SHE HAS NO MONEY BECAUSE “QUITE FRANKLY YOU’RE A MASSIVE FUCKING DICK AND I’D RATHER SEE YOU BEHIND BARS THAN IN CHARGE OF MY CHILD’S EDUCATION” okay just don’t think abt leslie in middle school ok don’t