arlo

it feels weird that this is year 6 on this website and i still haven’t downloaded the app. i might actually do that now

forgot this page existed, i just got a really bad nosebleed mid reading fic though, love that for me

graduation is today (from middle school but still :) )

i love drag race season 16 so deeply omg

i’m so depressed i act like it’s my birthdayyyyy everyday
          i’m so obsessed with him but he avoids meeee like the plague
          i cry a lot but i am so productiveee it’s an art
          (guys i think im obsessed with i can do it with a broken heart)

y’all somehow i am simultaneously straighter and gayer than ever and idk how to live

y’all i don’t really post stuff on here anymore but if you guys want to see it, it’s on my ao3 (arlointheashes)

why am i the opposite of she likes a boy she likes a boy she likes a boy she likes a boy and i’m not a boy i’m not a boy i’m not a boy i’m not a-

that moment when your current vibe is somewhere between waiting room and not my fault (can a gay girl (or trans guy ig) get an amen!!!!)

sometimes all i think about is youuuuuu