queening out and fag hogging the mirror

happy birthday, gilbert baker. (june 2, 1951 — march 31, 2017)

does anyone want to see a really good picture of my kitty cat

not a cat, first off

snale

Ever since I was a little girl i always knew i wanted to commit suicide by cop

We can’t do sexual stuff if we can’t be silly together.

being a kid and hearing adults say stuff like "woah 2011 was 4 years ago haha" didn't really convey the fucking horror of a youtube video crossing my recommended labelled "9 years ago" and it's from 2017. that's not true. 9 years ago is 2010 or something. don't lie.

its probably a normal sign for the economy that all of my adulthood fantasies are like "imagine having your own kitchen living room and bathroom to decorate" "what if i could get on a train" "maybe one day i could purchase a sturdy pair of shoes" "i should save and invest in a single bicycle"

can you put that thing on a leash?

There’s an insurance commercial my child calls the “poopy commercial” because they say accident a lot

god adoptables really are the funniest fucking thing the more i think about them. imagine youre so excited to get a character and draw them so good with all your ocs but someone else wins the bid and proceeds to only do shitty ms paint drawings of them smoking fat joints

i tried once and thorns of dark force materialized agonizingly around my wrist

i would trust weird al with my drink at a party. granted he may put one of those capsules that expands into a sponge animal in it,

If i was a cop i would be drinking in my cruiser all day. #protectandswerve