The Gentleman Aunt

I feel for everyone who isn’t having the time of their fucking lives with The Vampire Lestat. Every week I clap and cheer for the antics of the world’s saddest buzzword-laden bisexual crash-out diva and his crew of the least healed men to ever grace the small screen. The songs are cringe delightfully camp, the wigs are a nightmare, I’m living my best life, I’m loving every second. Why the fuck would you have a blood shower in your tour bus. The onscreen mother-son incest is only like the third wildest thing happening in any given episode. It’s insane. I never want it to end

dressing and acting like bruno mars for 8 days straight grinning and laughing dancing and twisting being all sexy and short until i pass out from dehydration/exhaustion with no prior signs of distress

im in the middle of going Girl you're amazinggg just thr way you arre and i completely ragdoll and hit my forehead full body weight on the edge of a granite coffee table

I love gay people theres a guy in my neighborhood who named his one singular dog “simon and garfunkel”

from the picture book Thirteen

hey good luck today with whatever u got going on. u got this. and i hope something really nice happens to u today. u deserve it.