(Source: alechousa, via violentqueers)
By way of my sparklebaby Madz, important information. TIP YOUR BARISTAS. Tip anyone in the service industries. Now go read the rest of that post.
Proper etiquette for a coffee shop that 90% of customers DEFINITELY do not know
I promise you
I PROMISE YOU
this is a horrible thing involving cats or a cat or something somehow feline-ish.
— Anais NIN
—
(Source: athenamarie, via hystericalqueen)
inject testosterone, write about guns with a rifle literally touching your leg. I am a fucking cartoon nightmare. Brb, lifting weights naked covered in baby oil then playing football with a human head. Jesus
“DON’T TELL ME I’M NOT SPECIAL!!!”“Tissues for your cissues” with little flowers and a teardrop.
life
THEY SAID DIE CIS SCUM.. AND IT WAS AWFUL… AS CIS SCUM I FELT THREATENED. *SNIFFLES*
omg
MY FEELS WERE SO HURT I FELT I WAS DEAD ALREADY
(Source: gristle-v0mit)
I’m standing outside the store smoking and some dudebro walks by, looks me up and down and says, “Baby girl how do you look so cool when you’re so hot?”
And before I could even think the words just fell out of my mouth.
“I’ll fucking kill you.”
His jaw fell open, he muttered a tiny “sorry” then scurried off.
Hey girl, how is it you’re going about living the life I want to live.
(Source: actualhumandisaster, via violentqueers)