Thursday, October 30, 2014

I am feeling like shit again and looking at pretty people makes me happy.

Also, ripping out my uterus might help. I have no money for the pills or the scan, anyone wants it? Uterus transplant is possible now. I REPEAT, UTERUS TRANSPLANT IS POSSIBLE NOW. Science is awesome and my womb is up for sale.

Oh my love, Tom, why aren't you here with me? Just looking at you would make my problems seem less daunting.

Sigh, I just want someone to come home to, I guess. I would literally buy a husband if I had the money, no joke. Someone who is willing to listen to my nonsensical babble and entertain me with ridiculous arguments. And most importantly, realize I'm probably going to be forever insecure and will constantly reassure me that you actually like me. Maybe the last one is the reason I'm single, huh? Also might be a sign of a crazy ex-girlfriend. Watch out my future-most-probably-non-existent boyfriend(s?), I might eat lots of ice cream and cry over you for months! Wait, that will not have any effect you. Fuck. Second option: flaming bag of poop. After seeing it on Orange Is The New Black, I wanted to do it so badly. Have to find out if it's illegal.

While looking at videos on YouTube, I stumbled across Break Free (click it, trust me) featuring the gorgeous Ruby Rose. It's an amazing example of gender fluidity. I did see the GIF set on tumblr before, but I never found out her name till now. Watch till the end(there is a surprise strap-on dildo in there, but hey, it's fun). I was unbelievably turned on and enthralled, just in a trance the entire time. She. Is. Beautiful. Both as feminine or masculine identities. Watching that seriously made my night better(no innuendo intended here). I can only wish that I can attain that level of beauty and sex appeal. I am kind of shallow and I am not ashamed.