crazy how quick a friend crawls back into your life after a breakup

never letting an anarchist stay at my house again get a fucking job

this is half baked. thanks for reading (or not). we persist. we make mistakes. we grow and change. i hope we all can do better about speaking up on the cracks in the foundations before they give

i just hope we are all able to take a look inward, myself included, and do better. we all have shortcomings and all engage in and do shitty things sometimes, but i hope we do better, as queers, protecting each other, speaking up and addressing things before they grow into something more harmful

but like described in this book, i opted to not engage in a smear campaign. i tried to repair the relationship (in hindsight what a regrettable choice). this isn’t relevant to anything anymore as i live in a different state than everyone in that community now, though most are still dear to me

i think about how in early 2025 when i experienced SA, i brought it to my friends who also knew the other person. they said that they had seen problematic behavior from this person. this persons inability to respect physical boundaries, and use sexuality in less than consensual ways.

this can’t be talking about the queer spaces i inhabit, can it? i mean sure, toxic relationships occur everywhere, and often things are weird and messy. but then the essay starts talking about how we see this degrading sense of safety around us by our refusal to address things before they erupt

i’ve been reading ‘I hope we choose love: a trans girls notes from the end of the world’. part 2 of the book focuses a lot on consent, on MeToo, and the queer community’s inability to, or decision not to address these concerns. when i started the part of the essay, i had the approach of…

do i go 4 out of 4 for my Manifest Monday asks? guess ill find out (no shot)

i don’t regret deleting twitter but i do now feel weird dusting off this app

screen time 📈
mental health📉

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

damn should’ve taken it

i’ll k*ll them with a gün

weekly contemplation that my friends and i are the freaks of the world

career pivot career pivot career pivot career pivot career pivot career pivot career pivot career pivot career pivot career pivot career pivot career pivot

you’re in their DMs, they’re fucking me so hard i thought i had appendicitis. we are not the same

nearly 3 months of an insanely intense campaign and 3 months of my personal life in the shitter. we better settle these fucking contracts asap so i can fucking breathe

up with the workers! down with my mental health!

oh they were absolutely coming
home to roost :(

garfdude.com/gucci.html got bored tonight

incredible things happening

we're getting so many good mahomes despair shots tonight. i love football!!!!!!

man there’s a lot of chickens here i hope they aren’t coming home to roost

if i had a nickel for every time i was a submissive clown in a horny skit, i’d have 2 nickels. which isn’t a lot but it’s weird it happened twice

the pokemon eevee is named after estradiol valerate

hawk tuAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!! scream at that thang

got too gay with it

don’t ask me my pronouns, you gonna suck whatever i pull outta these grateful dead boxers

Kid: Santa, what's the story of your reindeer names? Santa: Why I name them after memories, like Prancer frolicking through the snow! Kid: What about Donner? *a dark countenance settles on Santa's face* Santa: the year was 1847, snowfall had trapped us in the Sierra Nevada-

Santa Tweet! Santa Tweet!