I deactivated my Facebook and my instagram because I just hate seeing people living their lives.
i wish you wanted, craved and needed me the way i need you.
i wish you could also feel your organs writhe when we're not talking,
when we're not together,
when we don't exist in the same space and at the same time.
imo the popular response i've seen to rfk's comments on autistic people have been genuinely unnerving. people are not saying "people's lives should not be weighed by what they contribute to society" and instead are talking about how high-functioning they are and how many forms of labor they can perform. extremely scary that this is how we're framing it, to be blunt.
if i die feel free to never move on and let it haunt you forever. it's what i would have wanted
how I look curled up in my bed as the body dysphoria sets in..
"playing with my toys" and the toys are concepts
We mostly joke around on this blog but can someone unironically mail me prescription amphetamines
sorry i pushed you away i felt abandoned and suicidal
How do I kill myself without making anyone sad?