Getting sincerely sick of second-hand stores charging exorbitant prices for used clothing and NOT EVEN PROVIDING FITTING ROOMS AND HAVING A NO-RETURN POLICY
"What if I just make another side blo-"
No. These are thoughts put in me by evil creatures who seek my downfall.
Born to love 20 aesthetics and thorough tagging, cursed to be unable to decide which blog to reblog to and hate thorough tagging
Figuring out at almost 30 that fruit making my lips and mouth burn and tingle after I eat them isn't like, normal. Oops!
A queer evening out, 2017
Flamingo made with alcohol markers and white gel pen.
I hadn't even joined, tumblr was just insisting I reblog to it with a button larger than my own sideblogs. Ahahahaha no. Anyway, where did the "hide tumblr live" button go?
Ah I see I've randomly ended up subscribed to a tumblr community again, let's immediately fix that
Anyway found a weird doll that cries piss
Got some pillsbury cinnamon "rolls" from the food bank and uh... they're just biscuits with cinnamon on top and a swirl shaped stamp. What the fuck. They aren't even ROLLS. DON'T CALL THEM ROLLS. WHAT HAPPENED TO THE ROLLS?
I loved unrolling them and eating them like a froot-by-the-foot as a kid
This is gonna put me on my joker arc
Blue/Ghost - 20s - he/ey genderqueer - burnt out but Trying My Best
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