— Hari Kondabolu (via sickysickie123)
guys bitch about gamer grls but have you seen those fake pony collector boys? i mean they only collect *one* generation of ponies and don’t even know what a flutter pony is pfft.
This is actually how I feel, satire aside.
My current clothing style is a combination of “shit I’m late”, “shit it’s cold”, with just a hint of “I’m too lazy to look socially acceptable for you losers”.
A good friend of mine just launched his small press today, and it bummed me out that I’ve been too schlubby in the past year to take him up on the offer to publish something of mine. I feel like I just need to keep reminding myself that there is time for plenty of stuff in my life, that i needn’t guilt trip.
I’ve been putting off T for the past couple days, both because I’m almost out and I just want to get some at my old pharmacy when I go back for chrismas instead of dealing with nonsense right now, and also because I’m ambivalent about it lately. But I think I might dose up, since I was just taking a break from writing to play guitar and I started crying while playing the Vashti Bunyan song 17 Pink Sugar Elephants.
I have so much shit to do but I’ll just make pudding and watch School Ties with Brendan Fraser and plan my outfit for fuckingcasual’s FFS fundraiser party.
[ding dong, ding dong]
Hello, sir and/or madam! Have you heard the good news?
they all agreed that whatever it was it was disturbing though which i count as a success
but like how do you go “hmm…. disturbing magical imagery...
i would describe my general critique experience as “room full of art students making Pained Sympathy faces and wild extrapolations”
BEING A GAY MAN DOES NOT MEAN YOU’RE INCAPABLE OF MISOGYNY.
BEING A TRANS MAN DOES NOT MEAN YOU’RE INCAPABLE OF MISOGYNY.