March 2012
I am the world's worst flirt
“Yeah, so, I watched this documentary on soap…”
“Yeah, so, my cats. I have five of them…”
“Yeah, so, my grandma’s pretty cool, or whatever…”
can u imagine being straight and white *shudders*
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One time, I got detained at the US/Canadian border, and, they didn’t strip search me, or anything, but I was wearing a crop top under my sweater.
Those can’t can. not. have been glass/crystal butt plugs I saw in a shop called Blue Banana.
CANADA WHAT?
Also, I sang “No Scrubs” at karaoke last night, but they only had the version without Left Eye’s rap, which I think is probably racist.
Hey Torontonians!
I leave TOMORROW, so, if you’d like to meet up (I’d like to meet up with you!) today/tonight’s the time to do it!
“Last night I touched my friend’s hair and it was so much softer than my weave. Why is the Goddess so cruel to me sometimes?”
-Mark Aguhar
WHEN FACEBOOK TELLS YOU YOUR INTERNET FRIENDS KNOW...
kyol:
All the worst straight people love St. Patrick’s Day.
thugzmansion:
not gay as in happy, but queer as in my parents paid for me to learn this word
IF YOU LIVE IN TORONTO, LET’S PLAY KISSY-FACE.
Everyone is so nice! Everyone is so sweet! And your peanut butter jars are so cute! I never want to leave. Kyle drew me a map with circles around the important areas like “gay stuff,” “fancy shopping,” “like a million sushi restaurants,” and “cute boys here.”
I’m maybe meeting up with Blarrrrgh at some point before I leave? (and anyone else in...
In search of vegan/vegetarian poutine? Plz help. Also, what is Timmy’s? What’s a “double-double?” I want to put maple syrup on everything.
TORONTO FRIENDS
I’ve got a chance to visit this weekend. A friend of mine is driving up this afternoon or evening, and returning either Monday or Tuesday. The only issue is, the friends they’re staying with have a full house…SO, won’t you please let me sleep in your bed/couch/floor? I’ll buy you dinner.
Walking past a school bus full of elementary-aged kids is the most dehumanizing thing in the world. The laughter, the “why does he walk like that”s and “don’t make fun of him”s. I wanted to scream “fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!” but I couldn’t. I wanted to make them understand, but, I didn’t have the time. I wanted to weep, but the tears...
Independent-womyn-doin'-it-for-themselves-don't-nee...
I don’t know how I made it through that interview without crying, though.
You made me laugh, you scared me, you challenged me, you encouraged me, you gave me makeup tips, you informed my politics, you told me secrets, you painted me,sometimes I thought you hated me, you made me cry.
Without Mark, there would be no Unpretty Boys’ Club. I’m not sure there still will be.
I was talking about you last night, telling a friend how all I wanted to do was to hold you, hug you, and tell you that everything would be alright. But then I realized you’d tell me that it wasn’t going to be alright, that I was silly to think that.
So, it’s not alright.
I couldn’t stop crying for you, because of you. I couldn’t sleep, checking repeatedly for your...
BLOGGING FOR BROWN GURLS: LITANIES TO MY HEAVENLY... →
calloutqueen:
BLESSED ARE THE SISSIES
BLESSED ARE THE BOI DYKES
BLESSED ARE THE PEOPLE OF COLOR MY BELOVED KITH AND KIN
BLESSED ARE THE TRANS
BLESSED ARE THE HIGH FEMMES
BLESSED ARE THE SEX WORKERS
BLESSED ARE THE AUTHENTIC
BLESSED ARE THE DIS-IDENTIFIERS
BLESSED ARE THE GENDER ILLUSIONISTS
BLESSED ARE THE NON-NORMATIVE
BLESSED ARE THE GENDERQUEERS
BLESSED ARE THE KINKSTERS
...
Just made my housemate watch Downton Abbey, then...
So far, everybody’s a good guy, except O’Brien, the maid who tripped Bates, and Thomas, the gay footman