i wonder how people describe me when they’re talking about me to someone who’s never met me
My anaconda will consider it
Happiness begins with you. Not with your relationship, your friends, or your job. But with you.
Raise your hand if you’re straddling the line between crippling anxiety and not giving any fucks about anything
If you can’t explain it simply, you don’t understand it well enough.
Now remember people, National Coming Out Day is on its way. If you “come out” on facebook as straight and/or cis, an ally, a brony, a fucking whovian, or anything other than a marginalized sexual orientation and/or gender identity, I will ram my boot so far up your ass you’ll be tasting Vans for weeks.