What a goddamn difference 10 years makes.

I give you one wholesome photo of me surrounded by deer.

Some new photos of yours truly. Makes up for all the selfies I haven't posted.

Big mood at Pride. Fuck Donald Trump

Hey y'all, if you're at Boston Pride and you see your favorite piece of bread there, come up and say hello! I'm wearing a pansexual cape, Harry Potter shirt, and I have silver hair!

I think I'm ready for Boston Pride!

I tried to touch up/lighten my hair, and it came out silver. I actually love it so I'm gonna rock this look now.

I guess I was just feelin' myself today. I don't wear makeup a lot and today was just that day.

You know what REALLY gets me angry?

When people tell me I'm "too young" to be experiencing the pain that I am.

I'm 23, I have arthritis in my knees. I was diagnosed when I was 13. I use a cane on days it gets really bad. I get ovarian cysts and kidney stones like it's my period. I have chronic pain, and chronic migraines. I'm constantly fatigued. On top of that, I have Bipolar II, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and PTSD.

I'm sick and tired of people telling me I'm "too young" to be experiencing all this. But, obviously I'm not too young because I'm going through it. Pain doesn't discriminate.

My age is irrelevant. Fight me.

Me: *points to trash can* Look it's me.

Other person: Are you like, okay? Do you need to talk to me? Have you seen a therapist??

Me: *leans in so my lips touch the microphone* I use self-deprecating humor as a coping mechanism for my mental illness and I do not appreciate you killing my vibe Karen.

Bread's got a new color (and it isn't moldy!) I finally got the nerve to do this after a year of wanting to do it.

I call this look "Business Fierce"

Fight me like one of your French girls.

Hi this blazer is my favorite article of clothing fight me

I took a selfie with my (not-so) secret love, Jacques ze Whipper today at King Richard's Faire! Peep the wife in the background too.