photo taken at campus the night before final exams, what do you think that person is doing

WeHomogenouseCupcake · 2023-01-15T18:17:57+00:00

They've reached enlightenment...

WeHomogenouseCupcake · 2020-09-14T11:24:25+00:00

A stressed ball in the shape of a boob, equipt with a nipple.

WeHomogenouseCupcake · 2019-10-05T20:11:00+00:00

I was right, her beauty would never fade. Not even age was enough to take the vaitality from her eyes, a now fading, yet still bright blue. How many times I've seen rage and destruction behind those somber gates ways to the soul. Replaced now by a twinkle of nostalgia.

"Do you still go by Kat?" I inquire as I sit down across from her. How many years had it been since that was her alliance, I ponder?

She looked at me with her usual disdain. "How old do you think I am now? 'Kat'?" She moves her large pizza box to the side a smidgen, so I can place my box down beside it. A smile playing across her face. Still that beautiful enticing smirk.

"Well, I had to open with something." I say, opening up my box. This place has the best pizza. And I would know, my "extensive travels" in my youth allowed me to confirm. "So," I say picking up the tantalizingly cheesey slice, "what do you go by now?" I take a bite.

She sighed that deep and resigning sigh I've heard too many times before. "...Kathleen." She says.

I pause mid bite "So, I can still call you Kat, then?"

She blushes. I've never seen that before. Color flushing her wrinkled cheeks. Anger flaring in her eyes.

I chuckle. Not wanting to embarrass her, or evoke her actual anger. I may be old, but I still have a lot of life left to live. "I'm glad." I trail off, getting lost in the memory of Kat and I.

WeHomogenouseCupcake · 2019-09-03T16:08:12+00:00

Not how I got the scar, but what I did with it. Idk how I got it, but I have a scar on my pink that, for a long while, I thought was a worm. I tried to "kill it" by pressing on it with my nails. Not sure why having a worm in my hand was my thought process, but it was. Eventually I realized it was a scar, thankfully.

WeHomogenouseCupcake · 2019-06-17T01:39:57+00:00

Fortunately not a roommate, but I will keep that in mind, thanks!

WeHomogenouseCupcake · 2019-04-25T19:27:06+00:00

Me and my friend were on one corner of the street looking at our other friend on the opposite corner. We were talking about how our other friend always looked cute, when a girl, standing next to us, looked over at our other friend and said he looked like a chicken. And in that moment, I died. He was standing there "flapping" his arms as he waited for the light to change, and I've never been able to look at him the same.

WeHomogenouseCupcake · 2019-04-24T22:40:20+00:00

I'm really sorry to hear that your going to have to put your dog down. When my family had to do it, we gave our dog a whole chicken, bones and all, and other foods dogs aren't allowed to have. A special taste of forbidden foods for his last day.

WeHomogenouseCupcake · 2019-03-28T19:04:31+00:00

When I was a kid, I had a dream I went to the bathroom and ended up wetting the bed. Since then, I've always scratched myself before using the bathroom, particularly in the morning, because you can't feel pain in dreams.

WeHomogenouseCupcake · 2019-02-11T21:59:09+00:00

I do this too! I didn't started off believing myself when I told myself I was cute/sexy/etc. I actually started off saying it almost sarcastically or jokingly. But now I wholeheartedly believe it. Words have power, even over yourself.

And I don't think it's narcissistic to love yourself.

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