i know it’s gauche to post screenshots of grindr but this man was catfishing with photos of phillip seymour hoffman and when i asked why he said “idk” and i feel like that’s a perfectly reasonable exchange to share online

joey fatone is doing red lobster ads because he knows i like it. yall are welcome to look, but he is literally doing it for me and me only, so just know that’s what this is

imagine you get mugged and beat up at a gas station at like 3am, this guy rolls up for snicker bar and you’re like “help!” and he’s like “no can do toots, i’m not a cop i just wear this cause it gives me a boner” and you’re bleeding out but you don’t wanna kink shame so you leave him be

me seconds before getting fired from selling kitchen knife sets door to door:

me when someone else put up a tarp in the bathroom at dillards outlet and called it a glory hole:

things i said that got me fired from from the men’s prayer retreat :

it’s funny because geese are known for being dumb and angry for no reason

a strong tan bisexual man with a mustache who tells me loves me, is vers, and will beat up a guy for me if i ask nice

me and the graveyard shift gas station clerk. she doesn’t get mad when i boost the $10 bag of freeze dried sour skittles.

scabies

thumbing thru the feed bluesky thinks i want

me calling the comcast rep a cunt for no reason

me on ig : im cute and irreverent, buy this thing im selling me on fb : buy this thing I already tried selling on instagram me on tt : is anybody in here? who wants to buy the thing im selling everywhere else me on bs : yay i’m mentally ill and nobody is telling me to stop!

I keep having dreams about a building that looks kinda like this in the middle of nowhere but it doesn’t have a steeple or cross or anything. Flat roof, two stories and a thicket of woods out back. Some shit is going on in there but idk what yet

im never fucking deleting facebook

this diva we call fairy god mother keeps giving me mushrooms after midnight when im like an hour left in my set and now it’s 4:20am and im GEEKED

dear horny gay guys: please embrace me as your indie pop girl icon. y’all have an incredible range of influence and i’m willing to give yall privacy when you pull your wieners out on the dance floor with each other ✨

also gag, i’m not supposed to post this because it doesn’t come out until five weeks from now, but i love how this turned out. i got majorly irritated by lying on straight up dandelions but it was worth it

hi, my name is bebe, me & my friend jasno made a really solid garage rock record but nobody really gives a fuck until everybody gives a fuck, so if ur reading this ur about to watch me be so very devious & morally gray on the main, but i swear it’ll be cunt like you’ll gag I promise

ok work the whole music industry is fucked, ice cold take, but what if i started spreading fake rumors about myself on the indie level? like what if all the less than 10k girls got together and started really bending ethics of self promotion. fake relationships, self produced hater accounts, etc.

oh hi a place nobody is checking so i can be as weird and cringe as i want , brilliant

damn that’s a really long lace

i will never win the war with cross platform aspect ratio changes

mother, i’ve been playing around with variations in graphic design, again.

i had a big ass strawbaby that was the exact same color as my purse recently (also who uses this actively? i’m trying to connect more)

i finally pulled the plug and deleted my twitter because girl that was messy so anyway hi i’m bebe i make music and the dumbest live theatre you’ve ever seen

oh shit i need to use bsky more often

no because i actually tore this time

imagine being gay and then do it

enbys stepping they thussy up and starting a business

yall ew wicked made me cry a bunch i loved it

idc if it’s tacky, but if they are gonna talk at me, im gonna talk at them

me, my favorite fragrance

people died

this how dogs look when you pull out the vaccum cleaner

girls with over 100 vhs tapes give good grip js

no for real i was v cunt last night it gave phone book escort i was so excited

forgot im supposed to be posting stuff on here instead

turned

lana del rey ass album title

hot guy at the tunisian place scares the shit out of me because he scowls the entire time and kinda yells at you, but then he takes group photo smiling & giving the peace sign. it’s this kind of inconsistency in affection that makes my pussy throb, but omg why is my face so tism

not me going on threads to complain about forgetting about threads only to remember i also have bluesky girl what

i have three different apps on my phone that imitate twitter and none of them are actually twitter which I’d be able to turn into a satisfying allegory for my struggles with identity, but god gave me beauty where he should have put brains

people on apps like “what do you do for fun?” like i’m supposed to type back “smoke blunts and google different barbie face molds” girl where?

every new app is an opportunity to be messy