"It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see." -- Henry David Thoreau
The name's Cheyenne.
22 years young and from the midwest.
I'm big, silly, queer, and tattooed.
If you want to know anything else, feel free to drop a line in my ask box. I'm super friendly and I love chatting and meeting new people. I'm more likely to embarrass myself then anything else. c:
Yes! I am still alive. Here shortly I’ll be posting an massive update on my life, but I want to shower first. c:
Went to The Garden tonight for the start of Miss Gay Iowa@Large.
This was from Thursday but I forgot to pooost it, Sometimes I put effort into my appearance. Once in a blue moon.
Actually feeling sick as shit today but I can fake okay like nobody’s business.
Got a new Easter Dress and it is seriously the most colorful thing I have ever owned.
Spent the whole evening hanging out with my brother and some of his friends and it was actually pretty fun. We did some shopping and I took them to the Chicha shack. It was their first time there and they really enjoyed themselves.
I’m exhausted and in the shittiest mood. This has been the longest Friday of my life.
Tired, tired, tried. Was on my way to wash my face and go to bed but my coworker texted me freaking out because he’s having a panic attack so I’m up trying to keep him calm, for the second time this week. Never sleep again.