Remember when Mitt Romney spoke at the NAACP National Convention
Watch out! It’s con-tagious.
I’m really feeling it now. I’ve been falling asleep everywhere.
And I saw a girl get on the bus, tired and decked in fandom merch and it was just a silent knowing of ah yes, you went to the con as well.
No. I’m friends with people regardless of their gender and while I’ve never been with a gender fluid or gender questioning person, it honestly doesn’t seem like it would make much of a difference to me.
Am I happy? No, not particularly.
Am I comfortable with being myself? Yes and no. It depends, really.
The most epic hair flip in all of history.
Yes thank you. I know, it’s incredible isn’t it. Behold, the wonder. And the dumb faces I made.
Don’t ever feel offended if I don’t answer your asks or anons or memes. I’m not ignoring you. I would never ignore anybody on purpose. Either tumblr ate them or I had every intention to and I just forgot.
So this is basically a reminder that I’m human and a terrible one at that so don’t hate me for my flaws because I have a lot of them.
IM SO PISSED OFF THAT WE DONT HAVE BALLS ANY MORE
I WANT TO WEAR A HUGE DRESS AND BE COURTED AND DANCE AROUND AND HAVE MY GOWN SWEEP THE FLOOR AND BE ALL ELEGANT AND GRACEFUL WITH GLOVES AND SHIT
BUT NO WE HAVE DUMB HOUSE PARTIES WITH CHEAP BEER AND RED CUPS AND HORNY TEENAGE BOYS WHO PUT THEIR HANDS UP MY SHIRT