Shoutout to my homies who puke
Shoutout to my homies with ostomies
Shoutout to my homies with catheters
Shoutout to my homies who drool
Shoutout to my homies with facial disfigurements/differences
Shoutout to my homies in diapers
Shoutout to my homies who struggle with personal hygiene
Shoutout to every disabled person who’s ever been called “gross”
Y’all are beautiful and perfect the way you are. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise
my biggest s3xual fantasy is to have someone notice my absence and wonder about me lol
craving the kind of intimacy that requires surgical tools
Disabled person: *exists* Able-bodied person™️:
(ID in alt)
unfortunately i DID take what you said to heart and now i’m sobbing and debating on whether i should kill you or kill myself
"Can mutuals DM you?" moots can kick me, punch me in the throat, spit on my face, saw me in half, kiss me, obsess over me, stalk me idgaf
manifesting a calm antisocial bf who only cares about me
I feel like i am years behind the people my age. All the work i have done in the past has lead up to nothing. Amounted to only me rotting in my bed, in my house, with not even the will to go outside because whats the point? I hear people tell me to move on, thats life, i can make new memories, new friends, new places to see. But how can i when all i can do is lament on how different life could have been. When all i do is ruminate on the things ive left behind and how cruel the world is to continuously take it from me, i with a weakened grip. A grasp so light on the new things i have because i know it will just be taken from me again and again. When does it ever stop being so painful? If it will be taken from me, whats the point of having anything at all. I do nothing but deteriorate the things i do have because of this, like a curse of touch. It saddens me. I wish life had been different
and I want to do things. I really do. I want to make friends and go places but. Theres a certain point where it gets just so tiring. Im tired of getting to know people. Im tired of people trying to get to know me. Im tired of being betrayed, being hurt, having my trust misplaced. Im years ahead on this distaste i have towards other people, but im so far behind people my age. I barely know the first thing about insurance. Im not even relatively independent. I have my mother help me on taxes. Fuck im not even doing a real online college course yet. Im not great at drawing. Im not famous. I dont like tiktok, or social media algorithms. I dont like being known. Is there anything I can be that’s substantial in life?
my younger self would have thought of me a disappointment
This is so boring I want cigarettes
Dr Ignoreitandhopeitgoesaway does make some good points