FOUND MY KEYS

fuck i forgot how bad bad posture destroys your stamina lmao

have figured out a very temporary solution for charging lmfao

quick shower and PJs fix a man. plus silencd

back in the city and exhausted. starting an iron valley playthrough

rare tiny sphere of pure chocolate in my chocolate covered almonds. omg a special treat

deeply annoyed by my hair. the texture change has been so aggravating in terms of having to actually care about conditioner

of course this is when people choose to cop a fucking attitude with me LMAO god i cannot wait to be downtown and away from this mess

girl my kidneys are killing me

giving myself dopamine by setting the step goal to as low as possible LMAO

took down some of the length on my left hand

maybe this is the year i stop being terminally online LOL

wear and tear on nails is so annoying because my left hand is gorgeous perfect nail inspo and my right is. a bit of a mess lol

refilled my nails. thinking about how a cute post called them cat claws rather than shield nails

cripplepunk is about fuck you i exist and that being a radical act when disability brands you as a freakshow. no acceptability politics here

anyways, people aren’t offerings at bulk barn. you don’t get to pick and choose out only the convenient or useful or desirable bits. lmao

being “grotesque” due to disability and deemed “incompatible with polite society” is extremely ableist and contributes to their isolation

the inconvenient truth many people won’t admit about themselves is there are in fact people theyd prefer to kill themself than exist

like damn its wild when you realize how little insight youre given into peoples lives from a snapshot or two in the ether

longing to be like those social media-less internet presence lacking ghost in the machine people ive met who have zero traces online