I am a sad bin.

Only fins. You heard me.

Photographers and producers. What’s the go at the moment with show photos being charged onto the performers. I understand that producers don’t have to take that cost on but is it ethical in this gig economy? I’m not paying for a watermarked anything.

I’m on a very thin fucking piece of used dental floss that has been the only thing holding the Ewok’s smash log from crushing an ATAT AND ITS FUCKING WALKING THIS WAY! (I’m ok just need vent and Star Wars metaphors apparently I don’t even like Star Wars. Maybe I’m not ok).

Work must think I’m shitting a lot. I’m really just crying. Little cry brakes as a treat.

If I could go a day with out reading one of these id be euphoric. 🥰🥹 “Are they talented or just skinny” - shut the fuck up “Just let us have fun” - why? Who’s having fun? “Oh she looks like this other queen from season 0” - boooo “Padam” - bored

If anyone says anything good about the new Sia and Kylie song I want you to remember how much money and time they both have and what lacklustre lyrics they have produced. Actually mortified.

It’s all fun and games until the trans girl doesn’t get invited to a girls night. Miserable

Invite me to things or I’ll cry. Thanks bye.

It’s fucking Groundhog Day

A week without crying would be nice.

It took every fibre in my being to say nothing today and I’m proud of myself

Blush was a girlies dream. I spent 6 mins picking glitter out of my eyeball. Happy pride month. I hope we all return to trash one day.

Good night