Imagine reading a book of every conversation where people have spoken about you.
no but women are so badass okay
because there will inevitably come a point in every woman’s life where she wakes up in a pool of her own blood and her reaction will be dammit now i have to do laundry
that is some suave superhero shit and you won’t ever be able to convince me otherwise
When I was little I thought being an adult meant not having a bed time but I’ve come to realize that it just means being in charge of my own bed time and it turns out that I am not equipped to handle that responsibility.
or whose grandma, grandpa, aunt, uncle, sister, brother or loved one filled that role better than anybody else could.
Shoutout to all the queer and trans* parents raising their kids to be lovely and fabulous. Kudos to you for being a parent and existing in a world that tries to erase you. You are seen. You are valid. You are the fucking shit.
there was a “gang-related” shooting a block away from me about an hour ago.
oh yknow, no biggie.
what is gun control, anyways?