Honey, I don’t know how to tell you this but I don’t think your problem is narcolepsy.
a new zine called shitty horoscopes that i’ll be premiering this year at the Toronto Queer Zine Fair, among other things! hopefully i’ll make volumes available for online purchase soon. credit where credit is due: this was inspired by the huge number of made-up horoscopes floating around tumblr lately, and angry-poems.
OH NO THE LIBRA ONE IS SO ON POINT
I think my cancer is more like “the answer is FUCKING no”
Boy Meets World (1993) / Girl Meets World (2014)