good thing i'm not going to britain this summer, i still don't have a three-prong adapter for my dilator
scoring 5 and i've only not had an abortion because it's physically impossible brb gonna go impose a death sentence on someone
changed my gender, made porn, extramarital (with everyone's knowledge) relationship. you fuckers have to invade middle-eastern countries just to try to start to catch up with how enviably morally objectionable my life is
when hanging out on the queer internet makes me feel i'm tame, majority american opinion comes to the rescue to remind me i'm raking in the evil and dangerous cred with my life
i have some friends who are strictly facebook messenger people, but they are cis het men over 40 who don't really like talking
92% of my telegram conversations are '(person) is on telegram!' where person is someone i have not spoken to in years. my contacts are either whatsapp people (mostly cis and normie) or signal people (trans and queer), telegram is the eery no-man's-land between them
think i did a reverse Stonehenge
what do i do with this thing. use it to prop open the windows in summer
