i had a dream that i met sufjan last night. there was a long line to take a picture with him, and he looked kind of like he was falling asleep while taking pictures with people and i was worried that he was high out of his mind. finally it got to be my turn, and we both sat in lawn chairs. i held my shoe up next to his shoe and was like, “we wear the same size shoe” and he laughed. i said, “what’s your favorite food? it’s probably something simple like peanut butter & jelly isn’t it?” and he said “wings.” we talked more but i can’t remember what it was about. after a few minutes, he started to stand up and said, “i gotta go pretty soon” so i was like, “okay. can i take a picture with you before you go?” and he was like “yeah! can i take a picture with you on my phone too?” and then i woke up. overall it was an awkward experience in my dream and he didn’t really act the way i think (from what i’ve seen) sufjan acts so it was kinda weird but hey. sufjan

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i like this picture from when i went to new york last november because my hand is on jenisa’s leg. i can’t remember for how long i’ve said it, but i always say if you want someone to know that you like them touch their leg. i think i told sierra that once. and other people. we weren’t together at this point and i was making subtle statements with some leg touching

i like this picture from when i went to new york last november because my hand is on jenisa’s leg. i can’t remember for how long i’ve said it, but i always say if you want someone to know that you like them touch their leg. i think i told sierra that once. and other people. we weren’t together at this point and i was making subtle statements with some leg touching

i have to wear a shirt that says long beach rocky horror on it for the pride parade this sunday, so i decided to make my own because i don’t really like the one we have. i painted all of “long beach rocky horror” in big block letters than took me an hour overall and then i realized i spelt horror “horrer” fuck all accidental mispellings

the number 9 looks like a capital R in my head, and the number 7 looks like a capital S. meaning also that a capital R looks like a 9 in my head,  and a capital S looks like 7. sometimes when I’ll try to write something that starts with a capital R, like Rational, I’ll write 9ational if that makes sense. same with the 7/S mix up. i don’t know why but they both confuse me for a brief second and i forget which one i’m supposed to use for letters and numbers.

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(Source: bravecadet, via cisgender)

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(Source: cafeandracers, via dicksturbed)

jenisa comes home this weekend :) i’m excited beyond words. i made a list on my phone of possible things to do/go to this summer. half of them are food. 

  • salvation mountain
  • big bear
  • disneyland/carthay circle restuarant
  • camping
  • san diego/coronado
  • rocky horror
  • chinese food and a movie
  • san francisco?
  • tattoo
  • urth caffe
  • macaroons
  • milk
  • pie n burger
  • heritage family pantry
  • cambria

i most likely will only be able to do a few, since it’ll be summer and i’ll work a lot, and because she has auditions and dance and voice lessons and everything else on the planet BUT IT’S SUMMER and this summer is endless as far as i’m concerned. ending out the summer by starting testosterone. i wanna flail my arms around and scream happily. i can’t wait i can’t wait i can’t wait

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Jai Paul - Jasmine (Demo)

cameronchanel:

Jai Paul - “Jasmine (demo)”

Can you hear me jasmine?
Could you let me in?
Would you let me over?
Let me love you

sold 7k worth of ice cream during a very busy night tonight and only got a 5 dollar tip lol. thank you to all guests. happy mothers day. eat a dick

i put something in my cart on uo and then decided i’d just add whatever else to get to $50 so that i’d get free shipping. i didn’t know what to buy and of course went through all of my possible options which inevitably led me to “maybe underwear for jenisa idk” but i got overwhelmed just looking at the underwear so i don’t think i can go there. i have gone without a girl’s touch for far too long. the nights are long and the fields are barren.

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imprecise:

Anthony Cudahy

i took the night off from rocky horror tonight, and just by chance, two of my closest friends were also free tonight. the first time none of us had to work on a saturday night for what seems like months. i haven’t not worked on a single saturday night since december, other than one saturday when i was in new york. so we got mexican food and saw a movie. it was so fucking nice. just absolutely so nice. i had a margarita too. that was nice. it was such a great saturday night. something that you didn’t know you needed until you have it. one week until jenisa comes home for the summer. i can’t wait. :) feeling good 10/10 thank you whoever

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thesufjanstevensmodel5000:

“Chubby Cross-Eyed Kinky Did Not Come Home Today” and other poems by Sufjan Stevens.

thesufjanstevensmodel5000:

“Chubby Cross-Eyed Kinky Did Not Come Home Today” and other poems by Sufjan Stevens.

how many years will it take me to remember that typing “taylor” into my search bar won’t take me to her blog. 4 years so far

cisgender:

“real women”

“women should”

“if you’re a girl, you”

“what about men”

“poop is food”