I’ve forgotten how fun drinking at home alone is.
I constantly veer between wanting to be in a relationship/even romantically interacting with another person and being content all alone.
Working now, I like that.
Occasional streaks of anger at apparently nothing.
Infrequent longing for uni life once again.
Anxiety for nothing.
Why are so many gay people flight attendants
First land now the air. Is there any place left that the gays have yet to taint. We must gather the children and protect both them and the sea before it’s too late.
Maybe not the sea, you know what goes ‘in the navy’
half of me wants to be a slut n the other half is too lazy