that one weird dyke

don't ever look up what your childhood friends are up to now!!!!!!!!!! like girl you're a nuclear safety engineer. i put on matching socks today. we played tag a thousand years ago.

september was practice… in october I’m getting my shit together

in november I'm getting my shit together

in december I’m getting my shit together

in february I’m getting my shit together

in march I’m getting my shit together

in april I’m getting my shit together

in may I’m getting my shit together

in june I’m getting my shit together

As an adult you must cultivate the skill of “Gross! Oh, well. Not my business.”

Reblogging this on ALL my blogs because holy shit is it useful

if your partner doesn't want you to take hormones or get surgery, you should break up with them or divorce them. your body is yours alone.

YOU don’t have to be perfect to be loved. but I do

"i've got no qualms about it" meanwhile i'm over here making qualm chowder

I have multiple dead horses that I beat regularly

it's really funny how the entire world basically just blew the fuck up six short years ago and nobody wants to admit that that may have had some lasting consequences lmao

ice agents are all soulless losers idc idc idcccc what their reasons are. you should be prepared to die, sell your body, sell your house, sell your car—sell everything you have before selling your soul for 30k “per catch” and a chance to be remembered as someone’s most frightening memory prior to having their life ruined or taken. you are not desperate for money, you’re desperate to justify your hatred and your loyalties to an arbitrary entity of nationalism without equity or liberation. soulless creatures, all of them.