Okay Listen If You Are A Baby Queer And You Don't Feel Loved, Supported, Or Validated: You Are The Very

i have work in a few hours but if i didn’t, we would have a dance party in our living room right now. we would blast billy joel and taylor swift and anyone else you’d like to listen to.

it’s hard to be the gay cousin, the emo cousin, and the family failure, but someone gotta do it

Stardust

I love the word stardust. It could be the little spikes of color in someone’s eyes. Snow flakes in someone’s hair on New Years. The stars gave you those freckles as stardust so wear them proudly. Not many people get to see true startdust. Find your own. I dare you.

am i going to continue my quest to watch supernatural? maybe ? did i start four years ago and only get through four seasons? yes ?

i’m gay, i’m tired and i have soft hair; what more do you want from me?

we’re all alive. it’s one in the morning, she is in her bed right now on her phone laughing at something while i’m here laughing at the same thing. human connection is crazy and it makes no sense, but hell it exists, we exist and that’s lovely.

lemonade sounds really nice

I fucking LOVE Edgar allen poe like howly fowk

Best thing you can do for yourself? Stop giving a fuck.

Literally all the things people judge about you and you judge about others doesn’t mean shit. Beauty is nothing but taught torture. We’re taught to hate our noses because there’s something we can buy to “fix” it. We’re taught to hate “fat” because there’s something we can buy to remove it. YOURE BEING TAUGHT TO HATE YOURSELF. YOURE BEING TAUGHT THIS SO YOU BUY MORE SHIT. If you fully understand that vanity means absolutely nothing if it doesn’t make you feel good, you start to realize how useless it is to judge based on looks. And others who judge start to look less important because you understand their mindset is in a completely different place. You owe absolutely no one anything. Why die thinking you didn’t enjoy yourself based on how your looks “held” you back? Humans are more than the rodents we’re convinced we are.

Yes Physically i am here,, but mentally? Having a picnic in the woods under a willow tree, listening to the trickling of a nearby stream with a cute girl as we eat small sandwiches that could only hope to be as adorable as her~~~