To Love Like A Dog.

to love like a dog.

An awkward question (if it's a secret, you don't have to answer), are you a boy or a girl?

I identify as a problem to society, a menace on Tuesdays and a problem on Fridays (though it can be any day of the week really) I can be labeled as silly, frivolous, thoughtless even, on occasion: my drive is pure spite and my gender got lost on the way, it did sent me an apology letter though; I am to be feared, I feast on what appeals to me, which might include snickers bars. Lock. Your. Doors.

btw, shoutout to disabled people who don’t do everything right.

to disabled people who knowingly do things that will make their condition (temporarily or permanently) worse.

to disabled people who aren’t the ‘perfect’ disabled person that does everything possible.

to disabled people who refuse to push themselves too hard or try to live up to able-bodied standards, and to disabled people who (knowingly or not) push themselves too hard and suffer because of it.

able-bodied people seem to struggle with the idea that disabled people can do whatever they want with their bodies. they seem to think disabled people should be doing what’s best for them 24/7, and should never do “bad/wrong” things.

disabled people deserve respect and autonomy, always.

i made chocolate chip pumpkin bread. want some?

*hands you virtual slice*

This is a fashionably late answer, huh?

Gimme more.

oh uh. scuse me. just a lil snail crossing your dash

hii sorry for not posting I'm writing a very angsty Souheki fic as it has become my duty to spread the world with my lords.

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