Crystal Queer

when i tell you i'm not ready for the next two weeks

i’m going to kdxjdhdjhddjjdhs

why does every job want you to have a drivers license… cant you want me for my loving nature

Ugh, was having a great time mocking my recently imprisoned rival when I noticed the camera positioning makes it so that I appear behind the bars, thus framing me as trapped in a metaphorical prison of the narrative, now my whole day is ruined. Fuck.

I get it, man. The other day, I survived a shootout, only to realize that a stray bullet went through a mirror in such a way as to look from the camera's perspective like I got shot in the head through the mirror, so now I have to acknowledge that something that could be reasonably referred to as "me" really did die that day, and it's just like "jfc, gimme a BREAK"

ugh dont even get me started on how the other day i tried to sit on the throne of my conquered foe and light a cigar to celebrate my victory but the lighter wouldnt work and it had to be lighted by the vizier who used to work for my enemy but that i enlisted to work as a double agent and help me in my coup. that jerk afterwards said with a devilish smile "ill always be at your service my liege" and i just KNOW that he said that exact same thing to the previous ruler. signifying that my victory was phyrric since i am still caught in an endless cycle of violence and betrayal. that really spoiled the whole mood

Wow.

You should really listen to the WHOLE thing because this woman does not mince words

i feel like i’m cursed forever but other than that i’m doing alright

Grandmas were so right about puzzles and knitting and crocheting and solitaire and reading slow and slippers and baking and watching deer in the backyard send post

and is your shame helpful? is it inspiring goodness and change? or is it keeping you frozen in time unable to move on and be everything you have expanded to be?

I know this is horrible but this comment was left on a true crime youtube video and I cannot stop laughing. 

i must not get takeout. takeout is the wallet-killer. takeout is the little-death that brings total obliteration. i will face the kitchen, fridge, and pantry. i will make choices about what to cook and then execute them. when hunger is gone there will be nothing. only i will remain.

hi

me starting gundam 1979: damn they’re rly gonna make this neurodivergent kid pilot a giant robot lol

gundam (gripping me by the shoulders): what if there existed a form of neurodivergence that was widely misunderstood in-universe and mischaracterized as the ability to pilot Big Robots Good thus spurring attempts to weaponize it and even induce it artificially in order to produce better child soldiers

me: what the fuck

In Japanese, they don’t say “moon,” they say “tsuki,” which literally translates to “moon,” and I think that’s how language works.

Hey its been at least 9 years anything changed?

nope! all quiet on the linguistic front. i am a girl now though