Far, far, far away

May 31

May 30

If I was in a relationship with someone who said that to me, LOL it’s over, I don’t care what your excuse is, nobody talks to me like that. And then I have to go to your house, buy YOU chocolates, and chinese, and have you treat me like shit because “you’re on your period”?

HAHA.

No.

I agree. I can’t stand when people have excuses for treating other people poorly. It doesn’t matter why, nobody should talk to another person like that. Especially not some bitch who thinks she can blame it on her period. Honey, I get a period too and I definitely do not talk to people that way.

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May 27

Good God… Deku Tree…

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May 25

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May 24

When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

b-random:

I posted this about a year ago, but I love it so I re-blogged.

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I’m in heaven!!

May 23

thedrunkendawg:

What

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Things I need to do soon for the wedding;

Visit a dress maker/get a quote on a custom dress.
figure out which song I would like our good friend Mr. Charlie Scream to play during our ceremony.
Figure out what kind of flowers I would like for my bouquet/Zach boutonniere.
Find our rings.
Make up a list of foods I would like to have during our picnic/reception.
Party in our hotel room later?!

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May 22

Anonymous asked: don't tell anyone about tumblrtasks(.)com but i made $400 this week on it lol

May 20

Frizzy hairs…

WHATEVA! WHATEVA! I DO WHAT I WANT!!

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e-aves:

untitled by .david terrazas. on Flickr.

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