Bashir, acting like an excited teenager: He talked to me! Maybe he wanted to try to get Starfleet secrets from me!
Sisko: With candlelight dinner and a bottle of wine?
Bashir: Maybe! 😍
*visibly shaking* my friends generally like me and want to know what i'm up to *tears streaming down my face* my colleagues respect me and are excited about my work *blood starts pouring out of my nose* i am not bothering these people when i reach out to say hello and invite them to events i'm organizing *my hair spontaneously catches fire as i crumble into dust*
there was a well-meaning international student (learning english) in my workspace who came up to me and asked "how is your handsome white boy?" and it took me a few seconds to realize she was not in fact asking about my twink spouse but my white dog
gay people on the bus
The exit sign of a middle school hallway is a sort of mezuzah for tween boys if you really think about it.
I SAID THIS TO MY MOM WHEN I WAS FOUR AND THEY STARTED TO MAKE SOCCER COMPETITIVE
tulip table lamp, tiffany glass & decorating co. c. 1900-06.
It was national library workers day yesterday! Thank you for your work!! 📚
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