#gay#lesbean#boutdatghey
listen to yourself and watch your language.
instead of saying “sorry for ranting”, say “thank you for listening to me”.
instead of saying “sorry that i am overemotional”, say “thank you for trying to understand something difficult”.
instead of saying “sorry if i am a burden”, say “thank you for the time and energy you invest in our friendship”.
good things will come when you realize you are not an apology.
this is so important. it helps absolve you from self-deprecating thoughts the more you practice this!
this is hard
Friendly reminder that yesterday when my mom took me to Walmart she left me alone in the toilet paper section and this guy started hitting on me and I said “Sorry, I’m a lesbian.” and he was like “Oh my god I’m so sorry I thought you were a boy.”
Soda just spewed out my nose
THAT WAS A PLOT TWIST
Genji: I need healing [distance mercy screaming]
McCree: Ship McHanzo, or you love spaghetti westerns
Pharah: You love pharmercy or the its raining justice vine on a loop for 12 hours
Reaper: You live in a hot topic
Soldier 76: You’re new here
Sombra: You have an undercut and may be a little shit
Tracer: Gay. sorry the straights, you can’t main her
Bastion: Why are you like this. too strong for this world
Hanzo: You can never have too many snipers. even 6 hanzos.
Junkrat: You’re a trash boy or you love dirty boys
Mei: Evil incarnate. no exceptions
Torbjorn: You want the world to hate you
Widowmaker: 46 shots, one kill
D.Va: Gamer aesthetic [rage gamer, probably], or pastel
Reinhardt: Battle grandpa
Roadhog: The team needed a tank. alternatively, you nasty fucker
Winston: Probably a cryptid. Do you exist? Probably not
Zarya: Gay. thats it
Ana: Friendly fire enabled
Lucio: Pure, doing the lords work
Mercy: You love suffering
Symmetra: You would probably let her step on you
Zenyatta: Trying your best
me [searching the beach with my child]: sorry honey, doesn’t look like there’s any sand dollars left
child: can’t the ocean just make more of them?
me: and cause inflation? destroy the sand economy? jesus christ Tiffany, use your head
“…oh hey wait does this mean I shouldn’t have any garlic on me?”
At this Amelie stared at her in utter confusion.
“I’m sorry what?”
“I mean, I don’t normally have it on me but now that I have money I can buy food with it so should I maybe not do that? Or should I just not breath in your general direction after I have garlic bread or garlic chicken or-”
“What are you talking about?”
Lena stared back, equally confused,“….the….vampire…garlic thing?”
Amelie shook her head, honestly she would have laughed if Lena didn’t look like her world had just been shattered,“I…have heightened sense of smell…I suppose any strong scent would be generally unpleasant.”
Her jaw dropped,“What….are you….but…we were always taught that garlic wards off vampires!”
Now it was Amelie’s turn to look disappointed though her disappointment was directed at humanity as a whole.
“…no…that’s not how that works.”
“Oh thank christ, I love me some garlic bread I don’t know how I’d live without it.”
“You still shouldn’t breathe on me…or anyone. That’s just offensive.”
I did it. I made it into a Mizu fic. I can die happy. bye.
Congrats you’re immortal
