I tell someone I’m half-serious about starting a podcast and they’ll ask “what’s the premise?” and I say “idk gay guys living in nyc” and they’re like “…that’s it?” and I respond “yeah sorry it’s not a lavalier mic game show or whatever” and then they stop talking to me
Your husband tweeting under your name while you're in jail and replying "fuck you" to people is what true love looks like tbh
Two types of gay guy artists: horny dandies who make secretly conservative art, and self-lacerating celibates who make secretly progressive art.
You speak ill of ketamine on here and people start quote tweeting you with “oh no tweaker baby you can’t be talking like that…”
The city songstress, disguised as a beggar, had traveled far to buy the clockwork bird. But the curiosity shopkeeper looked her up and down, and told the chanteuse that his avian automaton was certainly not for sale. "Perhaps madam would prefer something more... comparable?"
At age 7, I dreamed I had a best friend who looked just like this guy and when I woke up I started crying and my mom asked me what’s wrong and I replied “I was dreaming of a new friend and now he’s gone” and she gave me this pained look, like she was so sad and embarrassed for me




