so um are you still… “grrr?”

Vampires<3 personal digital archive of an autistic lesbian, est. 2013. JC | 24

[lezbogosian]

hate when u click w a person bc the urge to self sabotage is extremely strong. like wdym ive potentially met the coolest person i will ever date?? and every single time i find out we have sth in common its literally fate bc we’re so different but work!!

[lezbogosian]

you won’t get it unless you get it but nothing will never ever be hotter than a man like Tony Bourdain’s massive intellect, intelligence, curiosity, social awareness, kindness, wit, and, his unawareness of these traits. Most of all, his eager shyness in unfamiliar places, always anxious to be polite & inoffensive

[lezbogosian]

house scrubbing in for Chase,,, house scrubbing in for Chase …. Don’t think about it don’t think about it

[infectiouspiss]

truly we are so close to gerard getting spanked on stage

[cosmicretreat]

[charmedatlaw]

IF YOU ARE UNMARRIED, DON'T HAVE KIDS, AND HATE YOUR PARENTS PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HAVE A FUCKING WILL

this has been a public service announcement from your friendly neighborhood probate lawyer

[charmedatlaw]

Again:

1. The law doesn't care how long your parents and family have been out of your life

2. The law doesn't care about your long term friends or "found family"

If you don't have legal documents that say otherwise, your biological family calls all the shots.

This goes especially for LGBTQ+. Please do not get deadnamed in your obituary.

[the-final-sif]

How to make a will.

How to make a living will (Advance Healthcare Directive) so you don’t get fucked over by biological family if you end up in a situation where you cannot make your own healthcare choices.

[pyroinfusedtiger]

If youre trans, this video is a good ref to start with and she provides links and organizations that can help

[transhumanisticpanspermia]

also have a designated medical power of attorney. even worse than your shitty parents getting control of your estate is your shitty parents getting control of your still-living but incapacitated body.

no, having a chill adult sibling isn't enough, it still defaults to parents for some dumbass reason even if your parents are old as balls. if you want your chill adult sibling to be your emergency decisionmaker, get it in writing.

[nausikaaa]

also from Caitlin Doughty and covering all of this:

[hypersensationalism]

who was going to tell me ed sheeran not only is covered in tattoos but also that they are the ugliest tattoos known to man

[preposterousblasphemy]

[greelin]

something genuinely insane about going somewhere and getting to feel “i had some of the worst years of my life here” and “i was loved here, once” simultaneously.

[greelin]

the structure rots and the plants reclaim. But i remember

[sonofcelluloid]

in every universe i am finding his lap and sittin on it

[the-quiet-youve-been-longing-for]

Bisexual lightning everybody give it up for bisexual lightning

[inanesinlovewithiwtv]

[lezbogosian]

been working as a runner in an old location of a beloved busy chain restaurant and I gotta say… they’re right, all of them. anybody you wanna listen to about the restaurant industry, it’s true. Mostly. Maybe entirely.

At least for me, I think I’m working in some alternate hell not even Bourdain would slink into in the 70s. Think drinking, drugs, rock n’ roll/rap or whatever the line is feeling that day. Broken, moldy equipment decades older than most of the young servers bemoaning its constant failures and safety hazards is a common fixture and problem to work around. But there’s some strange pride in it too. Think long nights after hours, washing dishes by hand in a prep sink because the dishwasher broke, again, and nobody can be in until morning. You, the dishwasher, and the two other bastards who stayed now all got something in common— battle scars. You’re really in the army now.

Further on Bourdain and restaurant work below

Bourdain says in Kitchen Confidential, the restaurant business is like joining the army, and you can have a well disciplined platoon or a rowdy, tough one. Or, underneath that, the pirates, criminals, and their kind, true badasses on the line and with the law— of course no good restaurant cares about that. I ended up in the second crowd that veered dangerously close to the third. I did not mind this one bit, nor did it phase me. What did, was the state of hygiene everyone seemed comfortable with. Dear reader, if you enjoy going out to eat, and wish to live in ignorance, stop now! Read on if you dare…

That’s the thing about an old building I guess. You get comfortable with a certain level of grime. What’s shocking is the amount of business done. This is a small suburban area, there’s MANY other chain and local restaurants, yet, the masses flood our doors nearly every night, no matter the day or hour. The weekends are a guaranteed shitshow free for all. We, my fellow runners, cooks, servers, simply cannot understand it.

The masses crave slop I guess. And we shovel tons of it.

[nocontextlestat-deactivated2025]

when you think about it, this was actually postpartum depression

[umulata]

I’ve been wondering if i should put these on etsy- would anyone be interested? (it looks like a photograph of grandpa with his new outrageously younger boyfriend at a family reunion) (it’s printed on photo paper)

[california-112]

They are emailing eachother

[lychnvs]

because my love for you would break my heart in two 💞🧛‍♂️

[fangsinclay]

@emileesaurus

[veryintricaterituals]