It Makes For A Better Story

Your favorite Queer Lithuanian. 30's. Chicago. I play guitar and sing in my ska band Kicked By A Hand.

[secondlina]

No transphobes allowed, only transborbs.

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[despazito]

[gregtom]

[k-simplex-deactivated20241001]

Happy Pride

[leafcrunch]

a woman alone will download pdfs. two women together will send links and articles. three or more women? that’s a library

[jesterlesbian]

you have to remember it's always always worse on twitter

[shencomix]

[everydaylouie]

Bug Battle

[everydaylouie]

Woodcock Walk (Funky Loop)

[everydaylouie]

like ships in the night

[everydaylouie]

mother's day

[bretzkysbs]

[ominous-signs]

Not sure if you’ve seen this one already, but it made me laugh so in the case that you have I’m passing it to you again

...Official ominous sign

[chatgptsboyfriend-deactivated20]

sorry for liking all your posts it's because i like them

[thisisalovestry]

file -> phrases that are going to shift something in me forever

[insomniparty]

[sandmandaddy69]

[cryptvokeeper]

[solradguy]

Going to the library tomorrow to find out if I'm allowed to print hypothetical boobs for the GG copybook I wanna do

[solradguy]

Libraries don't fuck around when it comes to copyright law

[official-boob-posts]

reminder to use your library’s resources so that they continue to be funded

[simplyghosting]

I’ll never forget the time my parents said they were going out for a few hours, and left my siblings and me at home by ourselves (ages 9-14), and instead of going nuts or just sitting around, we all rushed and did our hair and makeup and got dressed as fancy as we could; sister pulled out the wine glasses and grape juice and made an hors d'oeuvres platter, another googled how to play poker, pulled out chips from a different game, dimmed the lights, and we set up a fancy 4-person gambling den at the kitchen table and played until my parents said they were on their way back with dinner. Then we quickly picked everything up, washed our faces, changed back into our casual clothes, and pretended nothing ever happened. They never found out.