i admire people who could’ve turned cold after everything they’ve been through but still chose love anyway. there’s strength in that

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i admire people who could’ve turned cold after everything they’ve been through but still chose love anyway. there’s strength in that
When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’
God bless drag queens.
I will always reblog this
Whenever drag queens are present, you best believe they will save the fuckin day.
Oh fuck yes.
If this isn’t on your blog I’m judging you.
Every time a bell rings, a drag queen gets his wings.
omg, this post <3
@genoshaisforlovers
God bless the drag queens tbh
I am forever going to reblog this
I’m not gay, but I have to reblog this
@ terfs, what were you saying about ‘men in dresses forcing you to have sex with them’ bc trans women and drag queens are gaurdian angels and I’m pretty sure this confirms it.
Woah
Reblog for a very large and angry drag queen to come to you in your time of need
Am I wrong for thinking this ? Like he could’ve played her or been on creep shit but took her home now he’s corny???
I agree. He could’ve played you and left you at a restaurant with the bill or just leave you stranded on the side of the road but instead he took you back home. Count your blessings
YALL BAR IS ON THE FUCKING GROUND!!!!!!
i pray for my sisters!!!
mfs said “whats the problem? he doesn’t genuinely like me as a person and only wanted me for sex” and has co-signers lmaoooo
this is hell.
Maybe it’s because you are not as likable as they think you are and sex is really the only viable thing you have to offer.
😬
Valid point
On 1 hand y'all want honesty and decency but on the other hand y'all want somebody to play that game with you. Like I don't get it. What y'all mind be on?
I feel like atp some people just don’t jnow what they want. They aren’t satisfied with anything. They ask for honesty and no games but when they get it it’s an issue.
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I still think that my favorite urban legend/folklore fact is that there are certain areas in New Orleans where you cannot get a taxi late at night not because it isn’t safe, but because taxi companies have had recurring problems of picking up ghosts in those areas who are not aware that they are dead and disappearing from the cab before reaching the destination and therefore stiffing the driver on the fare causing a loss for the company.
An occupational hazard of cab driving I had not previously considered
I love that the nola problem here is not “ghosts in my taxi cab,” but “ghosts are FUCKING BROKE DEAD BASTARDS & I GOT BILLS”
Horror is when ghosts get into cabs and scare drivers Magical realism is when cab companies have to develop policies to prevent ghastly fare-theft
watch the whole thing, i’m begging you
this is NUTS
Reblogging this again because I found out he’s actually the drummer in an all-mascot metal band called Charamel.
wait a second
This entire thread start to finish is fucking insane omfg
all fucked up // the amity affliction
Thy Art Is Murder | Fur And Claw. x
─ Yuli Yulievich Klever
Joel Birch painting a wall at the Brightside, Brisbane for BSAF (Brisbane Street Art Festival)
I Bring The Weather With Me lyrics - handwritten by Joel Birch
Made it into a thunder clap .gif!
Hell yeah.