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POV: you aren’t sure if you’re pan or bi so you make earrings with both flags

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Okay, guys, people, whatever, I’m walking to go put my family’s trash in our dumpster cause we just have to, neighborhood rules or something, and there’s a guy nearly in my driveway, who doesn’t live in our neighborhood, STARING AT ME, I SWEAR TFG I BOLTED AFTER THROWING MY SHIT AWAY

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Me when someone asks what my type is for girls: I don’t have one, most of them are really attractive to me.
          Me when someone ask what my type is for non-gender conforming people: they’re all hot, 10/10
          Me when somebody asks what my type is for guys: sleep deprived, emo, who doesn’t exist so therefore cannot disappoint me

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You guys ever used to walk in the hallways at school and like, you’d approach an open door and there would be people coming from opposite direction, and you’d be like oh shit because you would’ve had to literally meld with the door, but then you remember really tall kid in your class that you never talk to so you wait a few seconds, let them pass by and then you follow right behind them and suddenly your path is clear? Like I don’t get that. I’m probably taller than most sixth graders and they don’t move for me, and I finally figured it out by looking it up, it’s because women always move to the side for men, there’s actually scientific studies on it. But because this freaking giant, aka dude I never talk to, was walking in front of me. The guys freaking parted and I was like what the actual flip, I feel like a god right now and then I remembered Messiah was walking in front of me and I was like, dammit it wasn’t me guys. (I’m 5’7”)