I wish you the best of luck, wherever that may go, considering that the third try seems to have not been the charm
...Did I just create a WIP document for a fourth attempt at lawyer Peter, assistant Stiles, Sugar Daddy Stetopher...?
Yes. Yes, I have.
cunt4cunt is a very underrepresented ship dynamic and i am here to do my part o7
"I'm dying to feel alive" felt and I don't even know the song.
Kill them with kindness?! INCORRECT!! Kill them with medical malpractice.
Straight and cis people will say that they are allies, but you will NEVER measure up to my dentist.
Me: "Hey, is it ok if I can change my name on my info from [DEADNAME] to Sai?"
Random woman that I wasn't even talking to in the chair next to me: "Honey, if that's the name you had at birth, [DEADNAME] is your only name."
My dentist, very slowly turning her rolley chair towards the woman: "Shush."
Random woman: "Excuse me?"
Destist: *closes privacy curtain while staring bullets at the lady*
Me: *pissing myself laughing*
My dentist while changing my name in my info (reminder that English is not her first language, she immigrated from Russia): "There, Sai, you have pretty boy teeth. Smile and make all girls swoon."
Me not having the heart to tell her I'm not transmasc but I'm Agender, and still pissing myself laughing: "Thank you [DENTIST NAME]."
did y’all also get toxic yuri vibes between Jane and Sasha or was that just me being gay again?
Thinking about how that one dead guy said galatea never actually spoke to her husband when she came to life and it makes me think about how she was only created to be for him. She was brought to life to be a person but only for him.
As far as I know, her creator only created her because he hated women and thought he could create a better, "perfect" woman.
She was created because of a man's hatred. And was brought to life because of his obsessions.
Friend asked me for words today, with no explanation, and I just started spouting this for about ten minutes.
i am nooooot locked the fuck in. im locked the fuck out. call the locksmith
"I asked ChatGPT--"
Yeah well, I asked the wasps nest in my attic. It sang its answer so beautifully to me, but I am so very afraid of it. Perhaps it will soothe my itching soul...