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

i love U tiny chipmunk who came to visit me. blessed little beast

opened up the window a tiny bit to let in some fresh air while i’m laid up in bed goddamn crippled

"i've literally not done anything with my life and im a failure" dawg. im studying a fucking engineering degree this fall. Relax me @ me

something in my brain circuitry is hideously broken. teaching it about rewards and payoffs from scratch is a weird experience

the jayvik fanfic did indeed slap

fat little plop of a chipmunk was chilling and sunbathing on our deck. get cozy little guy

beautiful new package of sencha green tea. heart eyes

can obsessively yap about the disability rep in swallow your pride for hours. pointing at viktor: hes just like me FR!!!!

updated my webbedsite with a place to yap about the fanfics i really enjoyed reading + new dream

third of the way through this notebook. go me

i've apparently written about ten thousand words by hand in like. eight days

me sniffing the pages of my diary like a mad man because of the licorice all sorts scented pink ink- BEAUTIFUL ink btw- that i used