Back in the day when I was holding on to the, ‘You just haven’t met the right guy’ statement for my queer life I once had a panic attack on top of a guy and then socked him. He was a really nice guy and I felt so bad after. My body just reacted without thinking. Let’s just say that relationship didn’t last very long. Oof. reply
It used to be of my dead cat but then I got sad after noticing and seeing this question.
I then changed it to my oddly buff gross looking arm that looks detached. reply