#where are my friends

[chai-yena]

hi literally don’t know what I’m doing

[theresa-of-liechtenstein]

i need a sighting of any kind. tita conductor. bestieworstie. i’ve seen ate dean a few times but we haven’t talked so i’d love to talk with her. i’m begging

[aweepingwilllow]

the days stretch endlessly

the nights are voids of darkness, dragging me deeper into despair

i am deathly tired

how much longer till i escape this waking nightmare?

[suncatstudios]

Cannot believe I'm breaking up with twitter and getting back together with my ex tumblr but yolo i guess! Hi I'm Citri! I'm a 30 y/o nonbinary artist from the PNW and I'm just trying to survive! (Art below by chowfur) You can see my art here

[stray-mongrel]

So twitter thinks I'm a bot, so now I'm forced to interact here again

Feels like 2016 all over again

[cverdramatics]

idk how to talk on here like i talk on twt i’m gonna be honest

[pearlpool]

🧍‍♀️,

[lvrhughes]

where are my friends 🧍‍♀️

I feel so alone here maybe I need more friends so I don’t what is happening

[yawnyztired]

I wont lie to you I’m fucking drunk but fellow aroaces do you ever feel like your friends constantly put their partners before you, and never feel like you’ll ever br enough. Like no matter what you do everyone’s gonna leave and even the people who who stay will only see you second to their partner even if you’ve known them over half your life life and theirs. Why are friendships always second?

[sparkles-and-trash]

no because where did all my mutuals go on here?? did people leave? am I just not seeing you in my notifs and on my dash?

this is my comfort site with my comfort people and I need y’all to still be here 😭

[raeso]

WHEN CALLUM IS MAD BC HE DIDNT MAKE FRIENDS FIRST ???

[taohun]

who are the other 99 people streaming ungodly amounts of jbrekkie and key from SHINee on Apple Music I’m so curious

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

[skinnypaleangryperson]

I can't live like this LOL