i hate how cool this entire wiki page on flying ants is, FLYING ANTS ARE FREAKING ANNOYING and sometimes make me go into hives
FUCK’S SAKE I LEAVE MY ROOM FOR 5 DAYS AND SUDDENLY THERE IS AN INFESTATION OF FLYING ANTS
sometimes i go “bro” at a friend
and then halfway i remember they want female pronouns
so i end up going
"what’s up bro……ina"
i was recently informed that a certain group of cousins have basically been avoiding me since I was a kid because they thought i was “stuck up” and “too good for them”
sadly, my hair is no longer in that fab 60’s bob as i have washed it
P.S. I am having a really fucking great time in Jakarta btw
You look AMAZING! Like you’re about to change the world of 1960s music forever by being a tough-as-nails lady rock star. :D
Your hair looks on point. Anyway, glad that you have a good time here.
thanks bruh, part of me is sad that i’m not there anymore but i am also glad to be in my own bed
this has taken me (like2fucking hours)so long and they dont even have hair yet im so dissapointed
Before I take my dress and make up off
You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You’re running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood.