Let's Go Bitches

phrases to use to transform gifts with your deadname initial on them

A - AAAAAAA B - etty grof (<- brian occupied. could not think. sorry.) C - an I get uhhhhh D - umbass juice (water bottle specific) E - veryone wants me F - uck transphobes G - o home everyone show's over H - ey can someone remind me to return my library books? I - 'm not giving that name to you! What are you, the fae? J - ujutsu kaisen K - fc sucks but the mac and cheese is ok L - +ratio M - an. (horse drawing) N - o, I do not care about my car's extended warranty O - opsie daisies............ P - ERRY THE PLATYPUS? Q - ueer and unapologetic R - ANDY YOUR STICKS!!! S - UB WITH TWITCH PRIME!!! T - hanks I stole them from the president U - surping the throne :3 V - ery upset with the person I asked for suggestions here. W - hy are we here? Just to suffer? X - istential crisis Y - are (gender/food) so (pretty/good) Z - odiac sign is (zodiac sign), hmu (zodiac sign)s

Mark hates proshippers, be like mark!

It would be oh so aesthetic ngl

Happy Bday @rattfreakk 's dog 🔥🪷

Today is my dog’s birthday today :).

I should've paid attention to your name lol

Didn't see it coming

Lost marble hornets entry

I understand the feeling of it coming back to autism all too much

A-SPEC PEOPLE

I want to have whatever the hell they have and I want to be able to love someone the way August loves Jack and I want to be someone's tragic codependent soulmate and I'm tired of pretending that I don't want any of this.

I want to bury them deep in my chest

ruining saiki with my emidas touch (it's like the midas touch but emo)

no the saiki k flavored autism isn't returning yet lol

the makeup is like the one i do on myself, i like drawing characters with makeup and clothes i would wear

Urban Concrete

Don't Trample My Heart

Noon

Noon is the time at which All traffic slows down and Simultaneously speeds up

The beat of my heart The push of my blood The flow of my breath

My entire being lives for you.

Rumble

The rumbling of many feet It's no longer noon, the beating quickens, the push is harder, My breathing becomes faster....

I gave it to you dropped it

Shatter.

You didn't even try to pick it up.

You walked over it and invited others to do the same.

You walked over me and my heart lay shattered at my knees.

The noon is over. It is now 6 hours till morn.

I lay shattered like heart

The rush is no longer. My love shant wander.

But noon. Ticks closer

I pick up the pieces bandaged and bleeding

I sit I lie I sob

I put broken peices together

My heart won't be trampled again

“if you’re working a full time job you should be able to afford to live on your own and have access to food and transportation” gonna be real with you brother. everyone deserves this. Not just people working 40 hrs a week