t shirt that says “i used to be worse”
Whenever someone says they're bad at remembering faces I think about the time I went to a music festival and befriended a very nice girl who invited me to leave the fairgrounds and hang out while she changed outfits, but when we got to her hotel I asked if it was ok to sit on one of the beds, which caused her to realize that she had mistaken me for the person she traveled there with & that she had literally brought a complete stranger to her hotel room
unstained white shoes and an immaculate manicure. they absolutely did not dig for shit
from what I've seen, there are exactly Three Jobs hiring at any given time. they are:
- senior logistics strategist at Hewlett Packard. $140,000 / year. requirements: three separate MBAs, fifteen years of business experience, no "ethnic" grandparents, unearned sense of confidence
- "customer success ambassador" at Glurp. $70,000 / year, give or take, since 90% of your pay is based on commission. requirements: associate's degree, no experience, has never heard the phrase "pyramid scheme," no sense of shame
- part-time server at Le Bon Mot. $15-$16/hr depending on level of experience. must work weekends, overnight shifts, holidays, while asleep. requirements: you will let customers spit on you.
I feel like I make some variant on this post once every two weeks, which should tell you how well the job hunt's going.
After sex you see me roll over and go to balcony. You think ive gone for smoke due to my melancholic nature but I’ve opened sudoku.com evil level
message to cis allies: buying your trans friend lunch will do much more good for the trans community than debating transphobes who will not change their minds publicaly on social media and making all your trans followers see how much people hate them over and over again
the parallels between confession booths and bathroom stall gloryholes are not lost on the intellectual homosexuals
saw someone refer to not knowing how to keep track of your money as "girl math" ......why are we in this weird era of treating women like idiots but repackaging it to sound cute and quirky. We All Need To Stop
at this point i also take issue with those tweets/posts that are of the genre “girls were meant to sit in their bed with treats and do nothing all day” it was fun and #relatable maybe the first few times but it’s really just feeding into this weird mass objectification and dehumanization of women going on all over every social media platform now
My favourite Da Vinky twins trans ally moments:
- When they said their pronouns are they/them because there’s 2 of them
- “It doesn’t matter what your pronouns are, because at the end of the day, it’s night”
If Taylor Swift used her power for good she would be such a great stochastic terrorist. She would post on Instagram "Hey guys, Tay here. Just wanted to say that whoever delivers me the head of Ron DeSantis on a platter will get free Eras Tour tickets. #ShadeNeverMadeAnybodyLessGay." It would be at her doorstep in two hours.
If u want to write a story about a character that's just you but hotter with a dark twisted backstory and magical powers and a pet falcon or something, I think u should just go ahead and do that. Who's gonna stop you? The government?? Fuck the police.
What if someone barges in, points at said character and scream, “Mary Sue!”
Tell them to come back with a warrant
This post came across my dash again and now I am having an absolute blast with self insert hotter me that gets the girls and guys everywhere.
This is the Way
Reblogging because I am very pro-writing whatever the hell you want, even ”bad” things, and also because “tell them to come back with a warrant” BROKE ME
New more mature way of dealing with being bad at things I thought i would be good at
Sitting whispering to my self " being bad at stuff is normal part of on the way to being good at it" over and over (still angry)
Soulmates, but with the British meaning of “mate.” Two homies bound by a platonic string of fate.
my blog, is a safe space for eveeryone. because despite how much I desperately want to, I cannot hurt you through the computer screen. Yet.
