It's rough wanting to end my life but with the way my government is,my gay ass has to live to spite them with my queerness. If I die they'll take it as a win and I just can't have that

This is my favorite picture of Stonewall.

They knew they were getting arrested just for being LGBTQ+.

Yet... they're still here, standing outside of the boarded up Stonewall Inn, smiling as the world was at a fever pitch of hatred against them.

I think about it a lot in moments like this.

Having to fight my dog and cat for the bread I made makes me feel accomplished at least

Sourdough is saving my mental health I stg I did so many freaking things to combat the depressy stressy and nothing was helping today. The second I pulled out my stuff to start a loaf at like 8:30pm I perked up and it's been so soothing

A short tragic story: when I got groceries this afternoon my tism said "no appleses we hatessss them" and now here I am 10:30 pm craving fucking apples

Wish I could google where the fuck my violin chin rest got put when I moved

Someone asked for gender neutral group greetings and the only thing I could think of was "what up flesh sacks"

Sadly the commenting for the post had already been turned off before I could reply

Today's mumble to make myself eat: "if you make it you'll probably eat it" meaning if I can get past the depressy nothing-is-worth-doing fog I'll absent mindededly eat anything in front of me like a champ probably. Hasn't worked yet but I haven't actively chosen to disregard my mumble either

"Enchiladas = bigger tits" is something I literally just mumbled to myself as encouragement to get more to eat. It worked.