i feel pretty

i want to set my transphobic dog-hating meat-eating homophobic greaseball of a housemate on fire.

wear a hazmat suit to get rid of the corpse. otherwise you'll never get all that grease off of you.

I'm the king of self-restraint and the pauper of self-motivation. I think I'd rather be the jack of all trades.

I'm afraid to be myself in my own 'home'.

It's unpleasant to say the least.

Hurdur gotta use the bathroom better wait til so and so is done in the kitchen.

=(

Living with people you tolerate at a bare minimum is the worst. I hope you can get the hell out of there soon.

If drinking makes me feel confused about my gender does it mean I'm really confused about my gender or am I just yet another petty alcoholic junkie piece of **** who will do anything to try and garner the attention of perhaps mislead peoples?

I wanna bathe in hydrochloric acid and razor blades

I'M DRUNK AND I LOVE ALL OF YOU. a

my neighbors hate me because I puke all over the damn place in public. on the lawns. on the garbage/recycle/compost bins. on the cars. one of them drives a hummer so idgaf in that particular case but yeah.



Errybody gets a little WD in the moring if WD gets a lot of boozies.



I think I'm at least a little bit of a ****ty humanbeing.