Everyone, You Need To Stare At The Nearest Trans Person RIGHT NOW. And Give Them A Safety Vest And Other

Everyone, you need to stare at the nearest trans person RIGHT NOW. And give them a safety vest and other reflective shit for good measure

Dearest Gaud,

I do not know what you are made of. I would like to know what you’re made of. Please tell me what you’re made of. Please please please please please please please please

I have come to realize that in this day and age, in my small town specifically, I have caused a small group of people to reinvent Christianity in a less meaningful way. They all want to kill one guy to pay for all evil in the world. They also all think I’m going to kill this guy. And this guy keeps asking me for help like I’m gonna get him out of this. This guy is me. I’m effectively Jesus, Judas, and god in this senecio and I’M LIVING FOR IT

One time, my old group of friends tried to guilt me into going on a roller coaster with a weight requirement because of a drop. I didn’t meet the weight requirement. The told me that I should just go any way and then made fun of me and called me a pussy for being scared. Yeah, I was scared. Scared of being hurled from a fucking roller coaster and like eighty miles per hour. And the best part of this story is that the thing BROKE before they even got on it.

I don’t talk to these people anymore.

Happy Morrissey month to all those who celebrate 🏳️‍🌈🇬🇧💣🎤💀

I spent about fifteen minutes scream-crying in my car today, and now I’m waiting to silence-cry in the shower. I did not make it to where I was headed. I didn’t make it out of the driveway <3