Anyway

sorry for obsessively refreshing your blog every chance i get for any new posts or information retaining to you, it will happen tomorrow and the day after that and maybe even for a few weeks or months and for forever just as long as i can keep watching you like this…

Might fuck around and develop a parasocial one sided relationship with one of my new mutuals because we dont talk and I shake like a scared chihuahua when I try to talk to them, it's all in my head

I want to be someone’s favourite PLEASE

Please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please

Why rot in bed if I could be rotting six meters underground?!?!?

fuck it im relapsing someone else unadded me after promising they would stay

if you’re a wheelchair user who takes the bus i wish you an easy time getting on and off and no one arguing about you needing the space

its called to be FORCEfem but some of yall have clearly never held a gun to a boys head and asked him if he knows how to beg in a girls voice and clicked the hammer down on an empty chamber before she could say anything causing her to piss herself and throw up cuz she thought for a moment she was already dead.

you cant build a girl out of a working guy. you gotta break the dude first so you can build the woman out of the resulting pieces. smh this is like 101 i stg im starting to doubt yall ever read books

i hate snapchat memories lol. just saw some pics from 5 years ago of me and my friends on call when we started online school during the pandemic and it fucking stung way more than i anticipated. these people don't talk to me anymore. they've all moved on with their lives and im still drowning in the past by myself, wishing they'd come back to get me. they have partners and new friends in our old city, and i got forcefully pulled away to a whole new province without my permission. i get to start all over again with friendships and family i don't want in my life.

i miss my friends.

the framing of "we can tell early humans had compassion because we've found skeletons of disabled people who made it to old age" kind of boils my piss a little bit because it kind of fundamentally assumes that compassion is the only possible reason to live in community with disabled people. and idk about you but I don't like the direction that logic tends to lead people

get gordoned idiot