Since you’ve already drank over two litres of various bleaches and disinfectants, you have absolutely no taste left. So this stuff tastes great! It tastes very... Orange. You pour some on the floor to make sure it really is blue. It’s thick and globs onto the bathroom mat, which is soon going to be ruined. You don’t even remember what started all this! But you’re having a good time.

My grandparents happened to oh so accidentally say “Homosexuality is not real. It’s disgusting. How do you think you should be able to get children if your relationship doesn’t involve two of the opposite danger?” In which they followed with “g a y” gestures and everyone laughed along.

Little do they know, I have a girlfriend.

My mom and dad knows. And they said nothing. They really didn’t have to, it was me that those words got to. 

But fuck was it hard to keep on smiling and carry on the conversation with all those people agreeing that loving someone was t h a t wrong.

I haven’t been this effected by something like that until now.

How the fuck do I break this to them without messing things up? Boy, do tell. 

i haven't been on my a game recently, and it's starting to show. i can't believe i actually let someone on the team get a hit in. 

it's because i haven't been sleepy enough- or maybe it was the sushi from a couple days ago. or-