what an embarrassing day
yay I totally fucked up this meeting by meeting up at the wrong place. so I called the person I was meeting with and she sounded frustrated and I’m sweating through my shirt now
the discontinuation of the ipod classic prevents me from listening to the tony hawk american wasteland soundtrack in it’s entirety and we need to fix that
*congratulates you on your status as a dilf*
“what if the aborted baby could have cured cancer???”
oh my god what if the last egg I bled onto a kotex product could have cured cancer??
oh my god how am I not birthing every possible egg I produce, lest one of those resulting babies be the person who cures cancer/AIDS/creates world peace????
what if that baby could have been a musical artist described by pitchfork as “liberace with a metalcore twist”????
how dare i not be pregnant/birthing all the time always?????
Dear pan and ace people,
Fckh8 have said they’re going to bring out products for pan and ace people in light of this summer’s giant fuckup.
PLEASE DON’T BUY THEM.
FCKH8 have a long history of being a horrible organisation, focussed solely on cis gays and lesbians (and maybe bisexuals sometimes too). Check out http://stopfckh8.tumblr.com for info on lots of the shit they’ve done.
They aren’t creating these products because they suddenly care about pan and ace people. They’ve just seen that there’s a market for this stuff, and what FCKH8 cares about isn’t LGBTQ+ people, it’s money.
Please don’t fund this horrible, for-profit company. They don’t truly care about LGBTQ+ people, and they don’t deserve our support.
"ok cool! looks like I got the hang of this!
nope. no. shit. this is bad. fuck. I fucked it up.”
as an impatient perfectionist, painting is my mortal enemy
I’ll be my own damn silly rabbit