I Don’t Know They’re Saying Stuff But It’s All In Japanese And I Can’t Focus Enough To Translate

Ever just associate so hard that you’re doing one activity and then you are an hour later doing a complete activity and you have no clue what just happened

I’ll fight it

im crying again

shit

Me

99% of queer discourse stops right before they define the true difference between bisexual and pansexual!

Nah that’s what fortissimo is for

FUCK YOU TRUMPETS FORTE DOES NOT MEAN BREAK MY GODDAM EAR DRUMS WHY AM I STILL HEARING YOUR DYING GOOSE ASS SHITTY PLAYING RINGING IN MY MOTHER FUCKING EARS

YOU DONT NEED TO BE SORRY THAT WE CARE 😘

Please don't do that (referring to your latest vent post).

I'd care. People would care too. You could hit something important, or you could bleed out.

Even if I may not interact with your blog a ton, I still care.

Please don't do it.

shit, fuck, sorry, i didnt mean to scare people off

Yessssssssssssssd please

It's strange, I have such a deep desire for someone to view me romantically yet I have no desire to love someone romantically myself. I want to be loved like a matriarch. Loved by a man who worships her despite her wildness. Yet, I would hate to love like that. I could never love him as he loved me. After a time, I feel I would become uneasy with the attention I would receive. It's an amatonormative and heteronormative ideal. I desire the compassion and motherhood that I've seen matriarchs hold. I desire the headstrong opinions of those women. I want to be the matriarch. But I can't love a partner like that. I've never been able to. I desire a friend to climb through bear country with, bells at our waists. I desire a friend to watch the sunset with. But I fear I will never be a matriarch in that world. I must forge the path between the two, the path strewn with leaves and broken glass. I will be relentless, compassionate, and headstrong until the day I die.

He ran into my knife he ran into my knife 10 times

A relapse doesn’t erase the progress you made by staying clean.

If you’ve been clean for a day, I’m proud of you.

If you’ve been clean for a week, I’m proud of you.

If you’ve been clean for a month, I’m proud of you.

If you’ve been clean for longer, I’m proud of you.

If you relapsed after being clean for a while, I’m proud of you for staying clean however long you did. A relapse isn’t the end of the world. I’m still proud of you for everything you did to try to stay clean.

If you have tried to stay clean and failed, I’m proud of you for trying. It’s hard, I know. Don’t give up. I’m proud of you.

No matter what, I’m proud of you. I’m proud of you for everything. I’m proud of you for being alive right now. Don’t say you don’t deserve this, because you do. You very much do.

Thank you for existing.

Is gay does crime

Nah uh you get adopted

@is-gay-does-crime GET ADOPTED BOOM