Yeah Ok This Sounds Fun

this is so random for my blog but like. i am going to remove the respectability politics from myself and those around me with a pairing knife if it kills me. this goes both directions. no i do not care if the homeless person in this shelter trashed the bathroom while using. it pisses me off but closing that bathroom doesn’t provide them a safer place to use and it means nobody else can take a piss. where can we let them use instead? no i do not care if that baby gay is snobby and rude and standoffish. i was snobby and rude and standoffish and it was because i felt desperately unheard. how do we let them know that behavior doesn’t serve them? i do not care if the guy in line with me at the community kitchen voted red. my anger will not feed either of us. how do i help us both eat tonight?

rip velrisa grayrock you wouldve loved alt fashion

dicks out friday

kevin’s doing well by the way i did his laundry yesterday and he has a phone now. hope things continue to go well for him

im gonna start a charity that will pair every “i hate small talk, tell me something deep” man with a homeless or elderly person who doesn’t often get a chance to talk with people. them mfs do not mess around. today a man told me that i had received 11 thousand blessings in the span of my lifetime without knowing my fucking name. and do you wanna know what? kevin was right. i have.

a parcel is set outside your bedroom door while you’re asleep. you live alone. nobody could have placed it there. confused, cautious, you open it. inside, a single jagged scrap of paper reads “bra’ad/ugarth teen romance fix-it fic, accidental magic, physical hurt/comfort, thieves guild au, background kathnan.” as soon as you unfold it and read the words, it explodes like a magician’s flashpaper.

a piece of paper labeled “bra’ad/ugarth teen romance fix-it fic” slides under your door. it turns to ash in your hands.

getting my wisdom teeth out thursday. send images of the fated. and also texts about the fated. and also-

read @octolingo-writes most recent fanfic ( Something There That Wasn't There Before ) with these two and it sent me back into my spiral, so i did some pose practice with them <3 one of the only ships that has grasped my attention WAUAGHhhh, go read it

references from pinterest used below the cut vvvv

hey i’m all better now guys :)

i’m a LOSER and all my classmates call me a STONER even though i am NOT one and i have a CAFFIENNE ADDICTION and i am having withdrawl headaches from DIET COKE and i hqve like THREE FRIENDS and i am emotionally shackled to some guy form like two months ago who kept kissing me but only when we were DRUNK and he DOESNT like me and we don’t TALK and i HATE HIM and i hope he DIES and i have NO boyfriend and TWO TEMP JOBS and NO FUCKING MONEY and a BROKE ASS CAR and like THREE FRIENDS and NO BOYFRIEND it bears repeating and i NEED to get hit by an AMERICAN PETERBILT OVERSIZE LOAD SEMI TRUCK!!!!!

situationship so bad i started neglecting my schoolwork to write fanfic again

dicks out friday