The hardest battle you will ever have to fight is between who you are now and who you want to be.– Anonymous (via thekaakao)
(Source: ristrett-o)Via You and Me, Time and (relative dimension in) Space
I’m a big fan of your “flies into space on a rocket of dicks” tag.
Dickrockets are the future, doll.
man i get spoiled by queer spaces (online and otherwise). when i’m put in a room full of straight people it throws me off. when straight friends remind me that they’re 100% straight there’s like a glitch that happens in my head where i have to rearrange everything
"oh you. you really are only into the opposite gender, huh. wow"
"how’s that working for ya"
Sometimes your friend asks you how you’re doing and you say “pretty well,” but then they press you for details and you accidentally detail to them the manifold ways in which your life and sense of self and worth are crumbling and all of a sudden you’re crying in the middle of a dining hall.
jeez i would love to order that thing online, but i don’t know what size to order it in because women’s clothing sizes are determined by the alignments of the planets in relation to the fuck you galaxy
Adulthood doesn’t mean you stop drinking juice pouches and eating fruit snacks. It means buying your own.
and mixing them with vodka
At 3 in the morning while marathoning your favorite show because nobody can tell you to go to bed.
And then regretting your decisions the next morning.
Because you have to work.
and make more money to buy fruit snacks and juice pouches.and vodka