Sometimes it sucks having one of your best friends live in Australia. He’s so far away and I haven’t seen him for 2 years, but other times it really helps.
I can send him a message at 4am, because it’s afternoon where he is, and he can get me through episodes where I just completely break down like last night. If it weren’t for him I probably would have done something very stupid.
Went along with mum to a house viewing earlier and the place had a sign in the front garden saying “Jesus is the only hope” and anti-homosexuality flyers in a small stack on a shelf in the hallway.
Well I hate to inform you guys but your house has now had a gay in it. A homo in your home. A dick-lover in your dwelling. A queer in your quarters.
Anonymous asked: I don't want to be alive anymore. I'll never be a real female. It's not physically possible. What was/am I thinking?
One time I was masturbating in the shower and came so hard that I couldn’t keep in my scream but I knew my brother was in the bedroom next door and that he’d hear and know what I was doing so I quickly transitioned into singing the opening of the Lion King.