Jun 6, 2014
Sorry I haven't been posting on this blog lately. I'll try and get a queue up so you'll at least be seeing some things from me .
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Sorry I haven't been posting on this blog lately. I'll try and get a queue up so you'll at least be seeing some things from me .
What months are all about:
January: New beginnings and lying to yourself.
February:Black history and white people being shitty about black history
March: Groundhogs and holidays about genocide.
April: It's fucking raining.
May: Finals. FINALS. FiNaLs. Finals.
June: Fuck yes summer!
July: Fuck why summer???
August: Fuck, no but seriously why summer????
September: school
October: Spooky devil Satan witch magic pumpkin spice latte black cats candy yass
November: White people denying the shitty genocidal racist actions of our forefathers and stuffing our faces (jk that's all year bye)
December: Capitalism and the Virgin Mary's magic vagina.
Reasons you should be my friend:
I'm dead inside.
If I get really sad around you there's like an 80% chance I'm going to kiss you.
I make really good cookies.
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Can someone please teach me how to play video games but not stress me out???
My babe friend gave me a dozen four leafed clovers as a present this weekend. It's one of my favorite presents I've ever gotten because I have a hella big crush on him and I got to imagine him going out into his back yard and finding all of them. Swoon.
I just want Yaoi hands tbh.
My grandparents were in town today and wanted to see some things I had drawn and so my mom was showing them things I had drawn and I didn't okay the pile of things she wanted to show them because I was bed bound and a body-line drawing I made in a workshop on body positivity was in there and basically my WHOLE FUCKING FAMILY now knows all of my insecurities about my fucking body and I feel so violated and uncomfortable and upset. Ugh.
My deerest read me a story he wrote tonight to try and help me sleep and I read him a story I wrote and we're really gay and cute kay bye.