*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

cinnamon bun 💖💖💖

read plenty of jayvik fanfic this afternoon. delightful way to lounge in bed with my hemorrhagic knee

FUCK YES BROCCOLI BACK IN THE HOUSE

(remembering my older brother loves me) ok. im normaller now :)

i love having a personal webbed site. no one can stop me from posting whatever i want on it

would be cool if hemorrhages weren't accompanied with feelings of DOOM AND DESPAIR AND TERROR but like. i mean it makes sense i guess