i hate being disabled and i feel like i shouldn’t but i do, i fucking hate it, i want to have friends but how am i supposed to? how am i supposed to have friends when they suggest meeting tomorrow and i have to explain that i cant do that. not because i don’t want to but i can’t! he’s going to read that message and give up just like 90% of everyone ive ever met. i hate it. im so angry.
Endeavor-san if you’re reading this i am free on thursday night. if you would like to hang out i am free on thursday night when i am free to hang out. i am free to hang out on thursday night so if you want to hang out on thursday night i am free.
Tumblr is such an experience. You dodge a gif of your notp and roll into a sexy fantasy about a white man you've never heard of. You search for the tag of your favourite character and end up with a basketball team and a newly discovered species of fungus. By narrowly avoiding running headfirst into Minecraft discourse, you find yourself scrolling through memes about the different types of camel. You try to go back and find a post you saw but the website gaslights you until you think it was all a dream. You see the same post in screenshot form on Instagram 6 months later.