my inability to do anything but torture frogs and paint starbucks bottles just proves that i need to get professional mental help again
also me and my stepdad bully my mom now for watching downton abbey because she bullies us for literally everything we do so it's just some bastard-father bonding
in addition, me using bastard instead of son or daughter is fun
sometimes i think about my gender and then i realize that there's nothing there at all
i just am ?? i'm just vibing fr
(technically i'm agender but i still haven't come to terms with the label - it just feels kinda silly)
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i wanna go thrifting so fucking bad because:
i am POOR
i am GENDERLESS
i have no sense of STYLE
so i must buy vintage jackets and ugly sweaters
okay bye for now :)
