I’m a lover by nature except for when I’m a wretched hater cunt bitch which I also am by nature

they are awarding me an honorary doctorate for my work on tumblr.com

I'm still thinking about the guy who saw me realize my wheelchair wouldn't fit in the elevator because he (also a wheelchair user) was already inside it and immediately quipped, "This elevator ain't accessible enough for the both of us."

everythings a joke now and its all funny as fuck too but sometimes it makes me sick to my stomach

If I keep practicing I might even be a person soon

i appreciate how kendall roy lives his life like hes aura farming and yet is genuinely allergic to winning in any capacity

idk i just feel like "it is more acceptable and in fact encouraged to mock anything enjoyed primarily by women" and "being enjoyed primarily by women does not make thing feminist and righteous" are thoughts that can and should coexist

oh and also "even if the thing is bad your criticism of it can come from a place of patronising misogyny"

[ID: A picture of a pink plastic car with two tabby kittens in it. End ID]

a small thing i learned from my sister dying is that i really would rather the people i love be a burden than be whatever the hell else they'd be if they weren't. yes even if it's messy and not always fair and hard completely inconvenient for everyone involved. even if it's weird. even if i'm rolling my eyes a bit inside sometimes. i just want you to bother me. please always bother me

like "it's rotten work" "not to me not if it's you" actually sometimes it's still rotten work. even if it's you. and i'd still do it a million times over