ah! just hold one for one second…
i’m looking in my handbag for a fuck to give about you but it seems mostly empty…
except for this old thing…
i wonder what that could mean.
actually i don’t wonder. that was a lie i just told. sorry about that. but what i’m not sorry about is what i am, what i know i am and what i know i will still be tomorrow even if i get a hundred more messages like this.
do you think you’re being original? do you think you can just tell me to stop and i will? that’s like telling the sun not to like, idk, be the fucking sun. it’s not happening. give up.
the other thing is, your message is tame. it’s so mild. you’re like a little drop of water in a sea of hot sauce. i get death threats, i get people telling me i’m going to hell, i get people who sincerely want to hurt me just because of who i am.
and i’m still fucking doing it.
but little arrogant plot holes like you think you can just tell me to stop.
no, you wet toaster. no.
i am a fucking queen and i will be a woman for as long as i know myself to be one. you will be a damp fork for as long as the universe continues to exist.
anyway if you’re done being a century old sock i’m going to go be a woman somewhere you’re not being a human embodiment of chapped lips
these insults are by far the most amazing things i’ve ever seen
why is peter pan always flying?
I love this joke because it never grows old
It has a nice hook.
This doesn’t make sense. I’m lost, boys
MAYBE THIS IS WHY TINKERBELL IS ALWAYS FUCKIN PISSED OFF