Heart eyes, mother f*cker.
(Thanks, Dexter!)

Trying to behave on other platforms.
I'm tired.

I wanna go to Mass because of me, but I don't wanna go because Christians.

Dammit.

The person finally saw how their extended family has been putting sons first. Took their sister, myself, and years of examples, but they can be taught!
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta.
Tho I hate that it even is a thing.

I feel like a goldfish, but instead of "ooh, a castle!" every time I turn around, "ooh, a storm!"

Just glad I stream stuff more now instead of having to be near the muckety mucks.

I know, it's vague.

Boo.