Things a totally normal and well-adjusted person who is not a creepy fucking weirdo say.
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Things a totally normal and well-adjusted person who is not a creepy fucking weirdo say.
Hello, can I play the song lyric game?
The Id Parade by Danielle Dax (living rent free in my head playlist)
Dust that leaves a half lie 'Cause it's guns to the left Dollars to the right Down the barrel of an armalite
Send me a hi and I’ll shuffle music and post my favorite lyrics from whatever comes up.
How is she SO FUCKING COOL HOLY SHIT!?
So I finally made a point, on the last day of pride month, to watch I Saw The TV Glow and oh my fucking god what the fuck? I don't feel like I was adequately warned about just how goddamn soul wrenching this movie is.
I mean, ive heard quite a bit of talk about it so I thought I had an idea of what to expect. I was not prepared. Like three times, I thought it was the end, and I thought "oh my god this is so fucked up and sad, why can't she see shes buried alive?" but it just keeps going. And going. And going. And then the actual end is so much worse, like it just ends? Just like that? Over? What the fuck? NO!
I might elaborate more about all my feels over this movie later but oh my fucking god how? Like seriously, how? I literally just stood (standing up) alone in the middle of my living room through the whole movie and crying. It ended like fifteen minutes ago and I'm still crying over this damn movie. She's fucking trapped and buried alive and dying and terrified oh my fucking god how did they make a movie that captures the confusing and terrifying malaise of being trans and living in denial and not even knowing how to comprehend what is going on with you because its the fucking 90s and youve never heard of transgender (you mean like The Crying Game or Silence of The Lambs? or maybe Ace Ventura) and you don't even really know thats a thing you could be because thats crazy. I'm not some homicidal maniac like those characters, so I guess that can't be my deal. Everything is wron. Everything feels made up. I'm all wrong, but thats crazy because nobody else sees that everything is wrong, so you stuff it down a little deeper until you can cope for another day. Every fucking day. Fuck just fuck
She's buried alive and it just. fucking. ends.
Apropos that Meg Allen Butch post going around...
Anyone want to see my new stompy boots?
Me: [takes a hit of weed] Damn, why am i having so much trouble getting rrady for work this morning? I feel so unmotivated.
Me: [takes another hit of weed] *coughing* shits fucked.
Had a Five Guys burger for the first time today.
What is all the fuss about? It's like the same as any fast food drive-thru but costs way more?
Seriously, why is this place so popular?
Trying to make a rice cooker pancake this morning. With luck, it will look something like this...
Only I don't have any strawberries so it will be blueberries instead.