it was worth it to wait for Harry Potter to come to the drive-in. the whole expirience is just amazing, and being outside with two gorgeous hipster chicks just adds to it. mmmm sandwiched between hipsters. although there may have been about 500x as many sexual jokes as there should have been, but they couldn't be helped.
the best part is always when the hot dog jumps in the bun. all the honking is pure beauty. there are no other words to describe how freaking amazing that moment is, when tension builds up and your heart pounds and you know it's going to happen but it just dances for forever. then it happens, everything is good in the world.
another night of almost no sleep, another day with more to do than is physically possible in the time frame given to do it. the zombie effect takes up a perminant residence in the brain, leaving nothing left but mush. that's okay though, having absolutely no math left for the rest of my life. it's a good feeling. if only there was a chance to just sleep for a good 10 hours.
he braces himself for yet another wave of dysphoria. another reminder of the body he was dealt at birth. another week to hate the world a little bit inside. he wishes he could just linger in a space where hormones are balanced enough that his male side and female side both show through in his sex. he wishes it wasn't so hard to be able to do a partical transition. he wishes that his eyes didn't want to just rinse away all the discomfort of a world that doesn't quite understand.
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