Whatever

VERY IMPORTANT IMAGE. HIS SHIRT IS UNBUTTONED ON THE BOTTOM. I FEEL LIKE A VICTORIAN MAN SEEING AN ANKLE FOR THE FIRST TIME. GOOD LORD

Some of my stupid art (and my excellent rolling skills!)

Dunno who needs to hear this, but the D3 Kinesiology tape from the supermarket is by far the best chest binding tape I've used. It's stretchy but it binds super well for me(I have a smaller chest size).

It also has paper backing so if you need to round the corners it's really easy! Plus it's affordable for me ($10 for 6m unlike some other companies).

It comes in lots of colours too so win!!!!!

I'm not sponsored this is legitimately the best tape I've used, and I've been searching for a WHILE.

Something snapped in me today, in a good way. I feel like a guy but I have boobs. It's just a matter of fact. I'd like to get rid of them but I have them for now and that's just the reality of this situation. I look in the mirror and my body is pretty masculine, just with the weird addition of boobs. Funky

My dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called “catcher in the rye” 😳 you’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯

Me: yeah whatever. I don’t feel shit.

5 minutes later: dude where do the ducks in the lagoon in central park go... this whole city is filled with goddamn phonies

My buddy mark david chapman pacing: i need to kill john lennon

I hate my body because it's either im chugging 10 different waterbottles or im dehydrated and fainting all over the place

This fic is so unbearably cringe in some spots but it gets so fucking sad in others that I think the cringe is passable for it being written in 2011...

WOOFWOOFWOOFBARKBARKABWRK ❗️❗️❗️

THE DEATH OF THE SECRETARY.

Why is the ship name jmart what are we shopping for

gay people are real

I don't know if anyone else thinks like this, but the real reason I love performing is because it feels like I'm finally showing my true self on stage. It's like ripping open old scars and touching tender wounds. I love the rawness of it all so much. And the high afterward is dizzying, like after an amazing kiss or a buzzy smoke sesh. It hurts but it's my vice.

28.12.24 (I can't wait to regret posting this LMAO)

Also holyshit why do fanfics have a way of literally changing your brain chemistry, I don't remember myself before that one fanfic where gee and frank escape from the mental institution (whatever the fuck the name is) and that one fanfic where high school frank gets into a toxic relationship with gee. Jesus christ.