i call my parents and say ‘yeah i can’t do family stuff tonight, i got too much stuff to do for school’ and i e-mail my professor and say ‘i can’t do my assignments tonight, work got crazy’ and i text my boss and say ‘sorry i can’t work late tonight, i gotta some family stuff’ and through this triangulation of deceitful excuses i at last will be free
As an autistic, it feels and looks like a lot... As an enthusiast, it just looks like the coming years are going to be hella fun !
you know what? I WILL play with jpgs like dolls. what if life could be dream
what does your blood taste like to a vampire
I used to hate the word faggot but now I realize that it's probably one of the only things that the gay community has left that isn't being sanitized, shined, and sold back to us at a premium by deceitful ass companies who claim to like us but then vote for policies that kill us. you're not gonna see a bank in a pride parade with banners that say "we love faggots" but you sure as hell will see a gay person saying "I love being a faggot" it feels so more real.
and I want it to stay controversial too because if a bank ever feels like they have the right to say "haha faggot right guys? 😏🏳️🌈" we should be able to publicly execute their ceo
every time i see those posts like ‘what food from a show did YOU always wanna try’ i go lol none? but i just remembered im a liar
i always wanted the fucking soup brock made in the pokemon anime
No se puede ser joven sin estar en conflicto, Dijo, y encendió un cigarrillo La paz es para lxs muertxs, la cal y el olvido Amigx, el fuego camina contigo Digitales chicxs aceleradxs para el domingo Pobres con fibra + móvil + fijo Los bolsillos rotos por el peso del vacío; Y en los ojos, brillo pálido de antidepresivos.
Sales de casa. Nadie en la calle. Solo palomas y tú.
No te vas a encontrar sin haberte perdido, Dijo, y dio un trago a la litro Mirando al cementerio de San Isidro En el parque, con la pena del siglo Digitales chicxs aceleradxs para el domingo Seis meses de curro y seis de subsidio En el fondo, no eres más que el cadáver de un niñx Que, a veces, despierta en un cuerpo distinto.
Vuelves a casa. Nadie en la calle. Solo palomas y tú. Solo palomas y cucarachas, Ratas y ratas y tú.
03/05/2022
buenos días…ya empiezan las clases hoy! pero…todavía estoy acostada en la pinche cama.. me pueden mandar la gana de levantarme? pls?
WHAT DID I JUST SAY
i’m getting followed my so many spam bots … i’m very sexually fluid except for digital dicks n pussy. sorry to disappoint:-( i hope you find the love you’re looking for