my job is having as many gay little crushes as possible

i am the mf yearner‼️

everyone clap i don’t have breast cancer 🌟

this saint paddy’s day is my 14th annual near-deathiversary. how should i celebrate??

“who you calling beanie?”- my bottom growth to me

seeing a double rainbow when the song “i miss my dead friends” comes on. okay girl, i see you ✨

british columbia core is like having the most beautiful view of trees and mountains and then you realize you’re stuck in traffic on the fkn highway, that’s going directly through it.

Being employed is spiritually luteal

you know it’s really over for lesbians when you unadd them on costar.

oh so defeated… tiny pile of puke on the floor (T . T)

consulting my tarot cards- “should i become a seafarer?”

trying to convince myself to go into the trades- “it’s just like minecraft”

running into my ex situationships at the anti facism drag show

the only boots i lick are worn by dykes 💕

have you ever fallen -face first- into a massive mud puddle in front of a customer? while carrying their package of 10 glass panes?? and then you have a tachycardia episode and can’t breathe for a few minutes??? and start having a medical emergency in this dudes driveway???? i felt so bad lmao

bong rip in the sunshine ☀️ feels like i just got a forehead kiss from gaia herself 🌿

can’t wait for my beautiful new deck of cards to be destroyed by a bunch of dykes 💫