A white man with a waxed mustache and red plaid flannel button-up sits in his minimalist industrial style living room sipping kombucha and staring at his succulent collection. He sighs and pulls out his phone from his Carhartt pants pocket, taking a deep breath before speaking.
"Siri, can you show me a yoga flow that will save my marriage?"
"You're too sensitive!" they cry.
"Stop, It's too sensitive!" they cry, as I pull out another fingernail.
You ever got a friend that like...you care about and want to emotionally support, but...the way they type when they're talkin' about heavy stuff is just like...bad fanfic dialogue? And so you're sitting there and you genuinely feel for them and you're tryna support them but the things they're typing just give you these like middle school flashbacks and you're like AAAAHHH
Mental health bs
When ur brain is like EVERYTHING IS AMAZING!!! and ur like AHAHAHA YEAH!!! and then it's like BUT YOU'RE STILL A SACK OF SHIT YOU MISERABLE FLESH PRISON YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN ABORTED NO ONE WILL EVER FIND VALUE IN YOUR WORTHLESS EXISTENCE and you're like I'M GETTING SOME MIXED SIGNALS HERE??? and your brain is just like AHAHA SO FUNNY FUN HA
I'm as queer as they come, and a mess to boot. I post art and complain, that's kinda my thing.
he/him/his or ne/nem/nir please
also, here's some links i'll update at a moment's notice:
ko-fi - https://ko-fi.com/PrinceFlamingo
instagram - https://www.instagram.com/princeflamingo/
picarto - https://picarto.tv/princesdumbgayart
discord - @PrinceFlamingo#6798