Genderfuck Kid

my anxiety has a loophole that if somebody is else is equally or more uncomfortable I develop the sudden ability to Do The Thing

i cant go and ask for more ketchup for myself but if my friend wants more ketchup im out of my seat in a second

This confession fascinates me.  Why would that be true?  What does it mean?

It’s pretty simple, really. It’s putting someone else as a priority over one’s self. It’s the same kind of thought process behind “they called me stupid, whatever. they called my friend stupid, I am getting my gun”

I’m so glad he rescued those dogs from space

ASAP

#1 on your to-do list!

me, experiencing the sudden anguish that comes with living: alright

Man. I feel so thirsty lately.  I can’t drink enough water. I feel like the senator guy in that X-Men movie after getting exposed to Magneto’s mutant machine, and he keeps drinking drinking drinking water uncontrollably until he dives into the ocean and becomes a terrifying jellyfish creature and explodes.  Freaking Magneto. I was already sympathetic to the mutant cause. Why you gotta hate?

You’re not a mutant, honey, you’re a mermaid.  It’s all right.  Once your scales start coming in, you won’t be as thirsty.

“Have you considered that you may not, in fact, actually be a mammal?”

So basically, medicine in the Dark Ages, upgraded.

This is literally my dream as a writer and my worst nightmare as a nurse

So I imagine a supernatural version of House where almost every episode someone is like “it’s lycanthropy” and the House character goes “it’s never lycanthropy” except for the one episode it is where the title of the episode is lycanthropy.

date a girl who stops mid-sentence to tell you there’s a dog nearby