y r people reblogging this still, it’s may wtf are yall doing
never let this die, no matter what month it is
I walk the face of earth alone to mourn,
a mindless poet, with my strings torn.
Bones were scattered….
Teacher- “What are your goals in life, like, what do you want to do when you get out of collage?”
Me- “I aim to open a gay bar called “The Closet” and get all of my raging homo friends to work there.”
Yo ok what if there was a Cinderella story where Cinderella is a trans woman and that’s really why her stepmom treats her like shit and won’t let her go to the ball and when the prince and his men come around looking to try the slipper on every woman in the land her stepmom tells the prince there aren’t any women left in the house because she insists that Cinderella is a man, but Cinderella comes out and the prince recognizes her and says something along the lines of “well I’d say that’s a woman if I ever saw one”
That would explain the shoe size not being common among women as well.
BRUH
