Da Butt Inspector

Saw a dead snack covered in flies on a walk with Maryjane...so sad to just see the poor creature covered in flies. I couldn't even recognize it was a snake till the flies got startled by my foot steps. Sigh... time can only move forward and you'll live in my memories Ms Snake!

Going to a comedy club on my own makes me so nervous, but depression hates a moving target!! I will go out and listen to some jokes and laugh and smile!! What a wonderful night and its just about to begin!

I speak for everyone when I say we gooning to Aven's e6

Smoking weed and listening to music and eating carrot cake and drawing fat dog boyssssss

I be textin him updates bout my weenie

Sometimes the best days of your life are spent lounging around on summer sand with one million clouds in the sky

Gay Pride Parade today! I'm so excited! Let's all have a gay old time!! And maybe... fingers crossed i kiss a cute boy... hehe

I definitely think that i can cosplay Rudy Holiday if i wanted to... i have such a large collection of Christmas sweaters so I won't even have to buy one. Realistically the only thing I need would be antlers. So everything feels budget friendly...

Being in such a cruel state. This feeling that i have accepted as a part of who i see in the mirror... the foundation of my soul. Love isn't this magical and fantastical thing that only exists in movies. Love has existed around me through sharing pens, sending photos, a door held open despite how far away I need to walk. It's all in menial tasks and living in the mundane. It's something thats always been mine to share and take and give and return and steal and harbour. I worry about hurting myself, I do it too often despite my best wishes. A lukewarm hug between two men. Someone i have to look downwards to because my legs are a little longer than his. On occasion, my hands reach around to the back pockets of his jeans and wishing I could leave a bit of myself — something i can't call mundane behind. Is there anyway you can feel it... the feeling that belongs to me alone. Something that I learned to call love?