SIGH

i need to write because I feel like a giant bruise inside.

IRL is made of drama, I feel like smacking bitches, I actually managed to talk to the one person I ever talk to IRL about some of the shit in my life, only hers is skewing even more batshitwards (said person is essentially an American clone of purplestocking, only Irish-American rather than Yorkshirelass, and with a sometimes-attached five-year-old who she keeps offering to sell to random passersby. Seriously. I am talking 'if you put them in the same room the world might end' levels of similarness.) We have an arrangement next friday night and I am hoping I get to buy her lunch sometime before that because god knows I can buy good people some fucking lunch right now.

WHAT I REALLY HATE IRL TODAY, FYI, IS PEOPLE WHO THINK THAT OUTING OTHER PEOPLE IS OMG SO EXCITING MOSTEST FUN THING TO HAPPEN TO THEM ALL YEAR. I ESPECIALLY HATE NOT BEING ABLE TO INTERVENE IN ANY WAY WHATSOFLYINGEVER, NOT EVEN TO SMACK DOWN MISGENDERING. :(

i did not sleep enough for this and I have stuff to do, bye.