Chillin chillin chillin like a villian. Almost off work.
I keep telling people that I’m picking up the apartment and doing my hair for friends to come over but really I’m just laying in bed in my cat shirt rebagling shit. I mean, that’s the same thing, right?
You know what is adorable? Me as a kid.
Look, Donna. I got up and I’m going grocery shopping. What do I win?
I just want thick-rimmed glasses so badly. SO SO BADLY!! Also, my Andy prints make a bitchin’ backdrop for pictures and schtuff.
…………I just love cats.
I got my official acceptance letter into Ball State University’s Department of Social Work today!!! Just one more year until I graduate!
I’m thinking about writing on the underside of the bill on this hat. It’s my mustache hat that I’ve had for awhile now. I wanna write “Rrrl boi” as an homage to both the take-no-shit-feminist within me and the “butch queen first time at a ball” in me. I just haven’t decided if I should go for it. Thoughts, opinions, other possible suggestions?
(Source: headlikeanorange)
My best friend’s birthday was in January and these are just now popping up on Facebook. Funny story, I was dd and yet I honestly do not remember this picture.
my milkshake brings all the queers to the yard
This is my salty face because I have to go to work. Ps… our fridge says, “Lets b gay.” Just so you know.
No fucks. Also, I spy with my eye a unicorn pillow pet.