Sometimes I fantasize about Omi coming home drunk and beating me til I feel numb. She kicks me in the ribs until I can hardly breathe. Then she starts to cry and apologizes, begging me to forgive her.
She holds me all night as I gently cry into her shirt. is there any hope for me
*holds gun at gunpoint* hands up mister… and uhm women and girls and they/thems and everyone who wants to be included im so fucking sorry I’ll just shoot myself instead I’m just so fucking sorry
*paws at you* I'm not an astronaut
*paws at you* I'm not ready
*paws at you* I don't have training
*paws at you* I'm not an astronaut
*paws at you* I PUT THE NOT
*paws at you* IN ASTRONAUT