19 Months Into Transition, It's A New Year, I'm Voice Training Every Day In 2025 Like I Should Have Done

I am going to [remembers that suicide jokes are bad for my mental health] stand in a hole and rotate until I slowly drill down into the soft, loamy earth, burrowing through the core of the planet and out the other side where I pop out in australia and get a gay little drink with my friend

through pure random chance someone said "jerma rip your shirt open" and he said no i like this shirt. let me put one over it and rip that instead. and he gave the nation of mexico an eternal gift

the real danger of spending too much time with friends is you stumble out of ten days of happiness and good food like oh my god THAT was real life. my job means NOTHING

tes THDPSSSSPS 💜

reblog if youre an idiot. reblog if youre just a fucking fool.

it's so fucked up you cant start working on your life at 3 am. when it most matters

hey wait! i know you! we used to be chained next to each other in the cave! wow, so good to see you, how are ya? man. remember how we used to talk about the shadows on the wall together. gosh that was a long time ago. but hey. sure is one heck of a sun out here, right? it's good to see you.

nudes aren't enough i need to know what you look like in a big t shirt and no pants hunched over the kitchen sink tearing into a cold piece of leftover fried chicken