it’s really surreal to think that if it weren’t for nick’s parents granting me living space while i attempt to find a job, i would have had to go home either yesterday or today and i wouldn’t have advanced as much as i have with my job hunt

i’m just having some trouble adjusting to the fact that this is going to be my life now and that i’m rearranging it so suddenly ( i put my two weeks in with the supermarket, am getting mom to gradually send me things from home, etc. )

i just hope this is going to work out over time


homophobia is not an opinion. transphobia is not an opinion. ableism is not an opinion. racism is not an opinion. these things just make you a bad person and you can’t defend them at all. i don’t want to talk to you if you think these things are okay, and i don’t care about your feelings if you’re upset that i’m mad at you for these things, because you obviously don’t care about the feelings of the people effected by it.