If You Attempt To Threaten Me I Will Simply Bite Into An Orange Like An Apple And Your Argument Will

i want to go to dashcon 2 so bad, i only live like 2.5 hours from toronto, but it just happens that on the day of it i’m going to be iN GERMANY i’ve never been abroad before either it just happens to be the oNE TiME

remembering the time i ate an entire loaf of pumpkin bread and my mom got so enraged she called me a “little loaf eating freak”

“i wasn’t very careful with it” … yeah you could say that

Moodboard for turning the frickin frogs gay

(have a nice day 💫💫💫)

I hope this is satisfactory :]

*me driving with my headlights off late at night*

incognito mode

mine was just “yeah” and honestly that’s fair

@yikesman03​ no pressure

You're being murdered. You look the killer in the eye & your last words are the last text you sent:

Kinda funny

being on my period makes me feel like a wounded forest animal trying to find a warm dark small place to die

the queer community was formed by people who were deemed strange and abnormal in society based on them not conforming to expectations about sexuality & gender. there are no specific boundaries bc this isn't a club. a cishet guy that likes wearing dresses who fights side by side with us for true liberation, is 100x more queer than a millionaire gay man who's besties with companies that sell us watered down versions of our own culture for profit during pride while donating to homophobic lawmakers every other month.

it’s like I DO want to be feminine in the way a man is feminine. if I’m performing feminity I don’t want it to be read as an inherent reflection of my gender and who I am. I don’t want someone to call me ma’am or be called a girl. like. it’s drag. only it can’t be drag for me, because it’s not actually subverting anything, is it? so I’m in this spot where I either cannot allow myself any femininity or I do and accept the consequences of perception. my wearing eyeliner isn’t a subversion, a quiet rebellion, it’s perceived as fulfilling an expectation. somehow I can never be masc enough to be percieved as I want to be, so any introduction of femininity feels like a defeat. and yet sometimes I want to wear the pretty things that are still in my closet! or play around with makeup. but it isn’t a young boy getting into his mother’s vanity and heels, it’s growing up into the fulfillment of the wants of the mother and the rest of society as a blank whole.