my existence is inherently disruptive and political so, yknow, explains why im a yapper

fucking hell dropping the caffeine further has made me into the world's sleepiest man

my childhood bestfriend being a punk explains a LOT of my personality despite the pastel pink. makes u think!

voted "most likely to be put into a hamsterbubble/bubblewrapped" by loved ones

notorious yapper, chatter, talker, speaker, babbler, meower, etc

so successfully masking youre mistaken for the ingroup is always such a weird disconcerting feeling

*gives myself a shiny badge to reflect the fact im a mouthy cripple on my homepage* hell yea baby

deeply amused by the discordance of the badges but if it works it works. LOL

the DIY ethos is fitting, i sigh, as i make the damn graphic transparent myself

local cranky transmasc cripple loves viktor from arcane. Oh I'm Sure You Do

nuking peoples birthdays from your google calendar should be a canon event

a weird artefact of prior friendships is deleting personal information from your notes. allergies, phone numbers, so forth

*sending my older brother cute cat pics* this is us btw

cripplepunk as in fuck you lives rent free in my brain. me as hell

bro why am i so fucking eepie (hemorrhage, overcast weather, low calories, etc, etc)

shrimp chips :3

“bowl of fruits with milk” is also added to the food list. lmfao

anyways i love my older brother and if he’s the shoelace holding my sanity together through grad school i know ill manage to limp along lmao

marie kondoed my way out of “with friends like that, who needs enemies” but damn. it really is like the population zone of a taxi out here

food intake goes crazy during a hemorrhagic episode. one chunk of steak. a bowl of broccoli. a cinnamon bun