Some Incredibly Corny, Absolutely Terrible Dialtown Valentines Cards: Guaranteed To Make Your Lover Confused

I was being cancelled because apparently it was classist to put feathers on dinosaurs.

Both dream me and irl me were very confused.

I think an hour long cry and a big hug would fix me

listen just listen j

pov you're mayday and zuke after sayu tells you to get the fuck out

when I was a little kid at some point I got upset with my parents because I didn't have a crucifix in my bedroom and they did- I was like why do YOU get to be safe from vampires??? you're okay with me getting my blood sucked???? so we took a little trip to the catholic store but the one closest to us was run by a group of nuns that had been moved here from romania. I got a little baby pink cross and this sweet old nun was like 'aww, is this a baptism gift?' and I was like no. I need to be protected from vampires. and she immediately got SO serious and was like 'this is the best one we've got, you'll definitely be safe' and since she was literally from vampire land I was convinced she was like, van helsing. like the whole time my parents had been laughing about how cute my fear was but she literally Knew dracula and was taking my concerns seriously I held this over my parents for so long lmfao

glad that im not popular enough to have an evil shadow version of my blog that exists just to make contradictions on my posts

Being Honor conceptkin is so weird because like ??? Where's my sword ??? My sword ?? My sword....:(

hehehehh... Guess who just found your blog, buster... COMPLETELY on accident too.. god himself handed you over on a silver platter and I let out the most despicable evil laugh in the known universe before apologizing in an empty room and rummaging through your posts.. you'll never find me outside of my sideblog though 🙏🏾 got bles 🙏🏾

GET OUTTA HERE YOU!!!! THROWS TOMATOES 🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅

Rb if you want all the hcs people have about you in your inbox

To anyone wondering if it's worth it to tear down fascist posters or whatever. I spent a few months last year engaged in silent battle with another student at my school who was putting anti trans stickers up everywhere. I had it down to a system where every night I would walk the five block radius they went up in, and tear down all the ones I could reach, and use a stick to put duct tape over the others. Like, within hours of the stickers going up, I would have already purged the whole zone. I knew the basic schedule of whoever put them up based on when and where the stickers appeared. I probably could have found them in person if I'd wanted to. And I told all my classmates and friends what the stickers looked like and got them to rip them down too. And after a few months of this, the stickers slowed, and then stopped forever.

My point is, a lot of this fashy or right wing stuff is one local weirdo. And if you pay attention, and do a little light organizing with your friends, you can basically make their efforts into a giant sisyphisean exercise in misery. You control your streets!