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i'm pretty much the stray cat of social media and i expect all of you to feed me whenever i turn up on my bullshit

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I valiantly continue to resist authoring a bio. I let my shitty, shitty posting define me.

me, stumbling inside, red-eyed, frantic, and soaked in sweat: the Dead Kennedys are still good! they hold up on the relisten!!!

"I'm punk, actually," I say, crawling back into bed. "I'm extremely punk. Self-care is punk," I repeat, curling up under three layers of blankets. "The government doesn't want me to do this!" I croon, rocking blissfully back and forth

eye contact, selfie, mildly sexual, boost+ 

I need more pictures of me sitting straddle legged just to make everyone aware that I can crush you breathless with these thighs.

eye contact, selfie, boob stuff, boost+ 

Just when I decided no more new clothes for awhile, it has started feeling like my tits are officially outgrowing my current bras. Great.

eye contact, selfie, tdov, boost+ 

It’s trans day of visibility, my good pards. In or out, binary or not, able to be visible or not, it’s a day for those of us to be visible and remind the world trans people exist, let people who can’t be visible remember they aren’t alone, and celebrate that we’re still here. We are surviving, and that’s worth a little song, a little dance, a little ice cream or whatever treat you like.

eye contact, selfie, graveyard 

whistling past the graveyard

eye contact, selfie, boost+ 

Tips to maintain a bitchin' side cut like mine: use a regular safety razor every week or two. You're welcome.

I refuse to associate for any reason with anyone who has a "favorite armored personnel carrier"

I've been watching Beastars on Netflix and this show is fucking my head up.

selfie, eye contact, boost+ 

Last night at the pet supply store the pretty cashier complimented my haircut and I apologetically pointed out how it shifts color too. I think she complimented me last time I was in there for cat food also. Weird experience. Compliments are weird. People being nice at me is weird. I want some ice cream.

I've got the courage of my many, many convictions for murder.

i’m in ur base, committing war crims on ur dudes

dear diary, today i had to define the word “solid” for someone who despite having access to the internet was somehow not able to locate this information

eye contact, selfie, boost+ 

I pretty much instantly ordered this t-shirt from Unlovely Frankenstein as soon as I saw it because there has never been a more appropriate design.

I haven’t had an outfit come together so well in a long time, and it must have been a good omen because today was one of the best times I’ve ever had, and it was in a group of ten very loud other people.

eye contact, selfies, emotions+, crying+, boost me 

I’m still a bit high from yesterday. I’ve never had a day where I got so high on being happy that after I was home and coming down I actually broke down crying from the excess emotions. I wasn’t sad, just too happy to bear it.

eye contact, selfie, boost+ 

I pretty much instantly ordered this t-shirt from Unlovely Frankenstein as soon as I saw it because there has never been a more appropriate design.

I haven’t had an outfit come together so well in a long time, and it must have been a good omen because today was one of the best times I’ve ever had, and it was in a group of ten very loud other people.

eye contact, selfie, boost+ 

Must I make conversation and be charming to attract sexy queer people?

Is it not enough that I have shaved the side of my head, have a perfect smoky eye, and wear tight shirts?

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