dying inside and wanting to bake muffins

who the fuck knows anymore. not me.

hello everyone who looks at my profile. 

am i really just going around and reading queer fanfics of fandoms and ships i don't even know? yes, yes i am. i am only slightly ashamed.

just so you know. there are books in my reading lists with ships i don't personally ship. they're there because i liked the book. 

BAKI BAKI NI ORE~ NANI WO~ KOKORO WO DA YO~ KONAGONA NI KUDAKE~ NANI WO~ SEISHIN WO DA YO

milo from atlantis is the exact person i want to look like and aspire to be. like- his floofy hair! and bowtie! and vest! i love him in the most extreme platonic way. or maybe i just want to be him, i guess we'll never know.

my dudes i might actually be less cis than i thought cause gahhh a person called me sir AND I LOVED IT THANK YOU VERY MUCH and i hate being addressed in any feminine way whatsoever but SIR- wahh call me sir and mister and young man and all that jazz please like- dear jesus it's such a nice feeling

i want a fucking bowtie. i would look so good in a bowtie. i just- i'm yearning for  a bowtie and i am not ashamed of it.

blm, trans rights, don't be an asshole, mental health matters, queer rights are human rights, my body my choice, etc

if you are homophobic get the fuck off of my profile please and thank you :D

hi i guess