my toxic trait is that im really pretty and cool and also a sweetheart and also really intelligent and driven and i smell good and i have soft hair and cool clothes and im knowledgeable on many topics and im also funny and fun and cool and pretty

yes i love fashion yes i love ridiculous campy shit yes i love making fun of rich people and YES i have no monies in my bank account whatsoever judging met gala looks is a sport that poor gays excel at this is my superbowl

imagine the SOUND of someone walking down the street wearing those

click slap click slap clickslap

I really am the love of my own life… I make myself laugh, I’m always there for me, I get myself through the hardest of times, I’m the one

Stop telling yourself that the grass is greener on the other side, because it’s not. It is greener where you water it. So take control of your life and start watering your own pastures and grow your own greener grasses.

A professor asked if I prefer “Miss” or “Mister” (because nb) and I accidentally said “ya boi” without thinking so now I have a professor that calls me “ya boi Rogers” every time I see him.

I’m not seeing the problem???