Honestly, sometimes I wonder if you actually need help and are just suffering and can’t see it, or if it is just someone doing a bit like Ken M. Either way, cheers.

Friendly reminder to take your meds, buddy. Hope you are well, I worry about you and think of you often.

Lmao, this post is about you. Literally.

Back when I was a young, gay goth, one of my closest friends talked me into going out swapping wardrobes. He was(and still is) very handsome, but he is one of those preppy gay guys.

I hate the fact that our Polaroids of that night got lost. It was such fun, and although I didn’t recognize myself in the mirror, it felt amazing, being a different version of myself for a night. And he felt so free, not having to worry about his hair and looks for the night, wearing comfortable, scuffed to hell boots, instead of his traditional suede shoes.

Both points are true. Honestly, I pirate stuff wildly, but donate to the authors or buy their stuff and donate it to my local library if I like it enough.