im-a sorry, green mario

i was so fucking sad when i was 14 and now when i fold my laundry or see a pool of moonlight on the floor of my bedroom i know that miracles exist. i see love in everything. love sees everything in me too

thank god I got whatever's wrong with me that isn't the kind of wrong with me that would have me falling in love with an ai chatbot or whatever the fuck

i just don't believe any good can come from the federal government or school system interfering in what should ultimately be a parent's decision whether to sell their child to one direction

My year of swag and resurrection

basically i have to stay silly bc the other option is death

undiagnosed but nearly every one of my personal posts gets tagged with "this is the autism experience" "me when my adhd" "op have you been tested for OCD yet" "the anxiety mood" "funnier as a system" so i figure one of you guys has to be right about something. not sure which yet but i'm excited by my options.