i feel like i can’t go anywhere anymore without people soothsaying my downfall. even the cashier at taco bell was all “the flock of crows taken to following you portent a disastrous and blah blah fucking blah,” i get it, i’m about to undergo a storm of tribulation, what frickin ever
Crystal Reed for Unleash’d (December/January 2013)
i’m here, i’m queer, sorry i’m late i overslept
musical theatre christmas cards: aaron tveit edition (+1 hanukkah one because maybe you’re jewish and you still want aaron to love you)
Remember in the 90’s there used be a room in your house that was called the “computer room”.