Give my gun away when it's loaded.....

Every demon wants his pound of flesh

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When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

(Source: b-random, via thelighthouseguardian)

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ponderisms: So I was going through old papers and found a packet full of questions that my kindergarten teacher apparently asked us.  Kenny, if you’re somewhere reading this, teach us the secret of reaching enlightenment.

ponderisms:

So I was going through old papers and found a packet full of questions that my kindergarten teacher apparently asked us. 

Kenny, if you’re somewhere reading this, teach us the secret of reaching enlightenment.

(via saunteringvaguelydown)

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justind24 asked: All thats matters in my life is Anthropology, Once more with Feeling, Justin and being Canadian. :)

Yes to the anthropology and Justin part, those are very accurate portrayal’s of me. But definitely not to the Once more with feeling part.

And is it not weird when someone’s identity encompasses their nation? Or maybe I am the weird one.