started out young, pimpin’ ain’t easy.
audio for the last poem I posted “Queer Shoes”
still a work in progress
day 6 nicotine free
so surprised I got this far
Happy Thanksgiving bitches!
Lately I’ve found myself staring at peoples chest
in hopes of figuring out their gender…a lot of the time that doesn’t even help, just makes me look like a creeper.
Why is it so hard
to find a decent fucking girl.
On my way to see Uh Huh Her,
for the second time! I can’t deal right now. So excited.
I fucking love beer.
Enjoying this Blue Moon pumpkin brew before I head out to the city for fall shopping. Cardigans, beanies, and boots are needed.