IS NO ONE GOING TO MENTION HOW THE MIDDLE SLIDE LINES UP WITH THE BOTTOM, AND THEN MOVES AND LINES UP

Twinker bell. full stop.

God gave me a brain so I could have thoughts like “what’s the masculine version of tinker bell? Oh, yes, Tonker Bell”

Hi all! Happy holidays. I need to ask for some help. The last few months have been incredibly hard for me. I have gone through a break up and as a result had to move into a totally empty house with very little in the way of personal possessions or clothes or food. Last night I noticed I have a tooth that’s actively falling apart and so I need to get it taken care of ASAP before it needs to be pulled. Unfortunately, this is what my checking account looks like:

On top of all of that, my phone is barely functional and lasting for less than an hour unplugged, I need to find a new psych in my new home state for treating my adhd, and I need to find a doctor and get back on HRT, in addition to the hundreds I already owe in medical debt. With how much I need it feels silly to even set a goal, but I’ll set one at 1200 USD for roughly what I need to get my account back in the positive and pay for a dentist visit, and any extra is for essentials.

I am sorry to have to do this but I don’t have any other choice. My life is in a very strange place and I don’t have a lot of stability and my financial situation is not helping that. If you have appreciated my comics or music and would like to support my continued existence, then click the following link:

PayPal.me/jocomicsgirl

Thank you all so, so much from the bottom of my heart.

12/25/2020

Update: GOAL MET. Thank you all. Thank you. Without you I would not have been able to afford to treat this at all and my tooth would probably have just gotten infected and needed to be pulled. Now I can probably get by with a root canal. Thank you for helping keep my body all in one piece and functional. Thank you. No more donations needed but any more received will be put towards the other expenses I mentioned above. Thank you.

God gave me terrible aim so I couldn't toss a basket ball into the heavens yelling headshot and kill him instantly.

The verdict is out. As retribution for never having worked at the house of burger, I am doomed to spend two days in the late-night Mcdonald's. A fate only known to an unlucky few, that I will soon have to count myself a part of.

It's okay... u can say Frankenstein... I understand...

one thing about me is I will always enjoy a special and miserable little man

He was gay. He came back from the dead, but also he was gay.

The outside smells like cigarettes,

The change rooms smell like man sweat,

The back smells like Doritos,

The doors all smell like cleaner,

And I am alone.

Say something poignant, and then we'll talk.

I'm so flippin tired of having to wait my turn to kill people

i gave my sister $100 for her bday, but i gave it to her in $1 bills that i folded into origami. so that’s how she pays for delivery food & now the pizza girl thinks she’s a stripper

full offense but none of you would have ever survived fanfiction.net in 2009