queer woc with a blog like a buzzing fly and a personality like sandpaper. run.

one solid reason to wake up tomorrow go

so here’s the thing.


i made a new blog for 2014.

which is great, because due to a snafu i can’t even send asks on this account anymore

but i’m keeping this one. this will be my dark seedy back-alley for personal posts, gaycest meta, okcupid complaints, and anything else i don’t deem appropriate for my new blog, because i am trying a new thing out where i actually share this blog with people i see. in real life.

i know, this shit will be interesting. you are perfectly welcome to unfollow this blog, move to the new one, follow both, or follow neither, the last case likely because you’ve finally realized that this whole time you’ve been following a socially awkward, five foot, four-headed dragon.

on the internet, no one knows you’re a dragon.


people who never bother you at all and then suddenly they’re annoying three days in a row




cause of death: too shy to call ambulance

Didn’t want to inconvenience anyone


depression is a chemical imbalance in the brain that can’t be cured by telling someone you love them. you can positively influence this person and you can make them happy but you can’t fix them in the same sense that you can’t cure cancer by making someone smile.