Literally Me Coming Out Of Grad Finals

Yes geologists! Doing the important work 💖

Me when I realised I was collecting toxic and/or abusive relationships like candy wrap

This.

I must not mock Gen Alpha. Mocking Gen Alpha is the mind killer. Mocking Gen Alpha is the little-death that brings total generational solidarity obliteration. I will engage with Gen Alpha lovingly. I will permit them to be cringe. And when they grow up I will turn my eye to their accomplishments. Where mocking has gone there will be nothing. Only generational solidarity remains

I am in desperate need of social interactions with strangers.

Get you a man who can do both

There's two types of writers

1. 'It's fiction, it doesn't need to make sense!'

2. 'I didn't account for the rotation of the planet and how that affects the constalations while my characters stargazed at different times of year, I have failed as a writer, and this entire thing is trash'

“I can fix them” I say as I make toxic soggy men from queerbaiting tv show smooch.

It wasn't even a hot minute. I was so motherfucking sure this was about Cass. The text part hit me like a train.

And now I present you- LET TIM HAS MASCOTS MY GOD. This kid wanted a pet for a long time, Dick has a dog, Damian has... a Zoo- Jason is his own fucking mascot (jk, I love him) BUT TIM DOESN'T. So, I was thinking, and the idea of him having stray birds was my favorite- but I couldn't choose between a bird ideal for spying (Doves) or a bird really cool looking with some mystical meaning behind them (Crows)... So I did both. (And yes, Brat was named after Damian as "Demon Brat")

Currently feeling like the OC of a mentally ill queer.

-staying home from school so I can finish my eldest sister syndrome chores (there was no point in going today anyways)

-just being a silly goofy disabled trans dude

-vibin and dancin to Ke$ha and Chapel Roan

-posting on tumblr

Rearranging tags on phone Tumblr is a fucking struggle

Official chaotic neutral post