Sometimes I Am Normal About Stuff I Swear

Sometimes I see my artwork on my phone and frown so hard. Those aren’t my beautful colors.

This is not my beautiful wife

there’s a conversation here about how queer people who come from heavily poor, illiterate, traditional ass backgrounds have to put in fucking work to gain any real acceptance from the queer community so we’re not seen as ignorant and backwards but we also like don’t have community with our own families because of our gender and/or sexuality most times. it’s really rich that the progressive movement can acknowledge how poverty, illiteracy, religion, racial identity shape people but fully fail to understand it beyond good vs bad, enlightened vs ignorant, with us vs against us… like some of you fully cannot conceptualize a person that’s with you and on your side if they’re not exactly like you or deeply apologetic about where they came from because you look down on it. but i don’t really want to have that conversation with y’all.

not everything is getting worse. at least you don't hear high hopes by panic at the disco every day anymore

having feelings that contradict your morals is soooo fucking annnoooooyyyiiingggggg. can the emotions and logic department get on the same page im tired of having to like strangle myself into being a tolerable person

You guys ever see a DNI that makes you break out into laughter and almost cry