^ I did that with deodorant once, although I didn't realize it had melted until I started to apply it...Not a fun mess to clean up.
Well, I went out to look for some clothes earlier. Found some good fitting shorts, but not shirts. Which is really depressing, as I basically just own women's shirts right now. So that kinda got my anxiety on edge, and then I spent the rest of the night with strangers, not drinking because all there was to drink was skunked beer, so I ended up just being anxious and alone. Staring at all the cis guys with their wider bone structure that lets them fill out men's clothes, all the while having no one to talk to. Safe to say, I'm incredibly depressed for the night. Oh, and then Bottom of the Bottle by Hollywood Undead came on in my car. That, uh...definitely didn't help pick me up...