20-something, (lazy)artist, dog-care professional, bod mod enthusiast, pot smoking, beer drinking, coffee loving, agender, neo-pagan, queer, punk, anarchist, nerdy, creep from Boston.
I’ve grown accustom to the realization I’m going to be and die alone.
It’s very fucking unsettling.
I can control my Xbox with my laptop.
I CAN CONTROL MY XBOX WITH MY LAPTOP!
I’ve been internet-less for about 3 weeks now. Been living in my new place by myself for a week now.
I’m alive to anyone who may have been concerned.
Sitting here in my underwear, eating cereal and watching anime.
I AM AN ADULT!
To the people who bullied me when I was younger about my weight and fueled my years of self-hatred, self-abuse and anger who are now bigger people as well,
I bet you’re often called lazy or gross and told that if you “just ate less” or “got off your ass,” you’d lose weight. Just like you said to me. It doesn’t feel good be ridiculed does it? I won’t ever say the things you said to me to you or endorse the people saying it to you because I know how it feels because of you but deep down inside the unhappy, bullied child is jumping for fucking joy that you’re getting a dose of your bullshit back. See y’all at the reunion ;D
Sometimes I talk too much and feel like I annoy people. Sometimes I don’t talk at all and feel like people think I’m rude.
Hooray for social anxiety.
I just got unfriend on fb for calling someone out about them saying, “females be half naked wanting respect.”
Half-naked, fully nude or fully clothed; you respect another human being whether female, male, neither or in-between. It’s called human decency.