It Lasts Forever And Then It’s Over

when I said my account was a safe place, I was excluding the problem men.

The goods one are welcome and loved, but the bad ones? I let God deal with you.

look I'm a disability studies scholar so I know why people are like this. but. people really do get so pressed about the dumbest shit. why do you care if someone has multiple people in their head? why do you care if someone is existing with a mobility aid in your line of sight? why do you care if someone takes a couple extra seconds to formulate a sentence? even if you don't believe that someone is legitimately disabled (which is bad on its own. but still). what do you lose by just taking people at face value? and what do you gain by living life as an angry little ass all the time?

i miss when AI didn’t exist and we wrote heartfelt letters to our lovers that died in war and spent the rest of our days haunting the shoreline, leading sailors to their doom as they mistook our crying for singing.

me looking at a cool red cane at walmart: no...i musn't....i have three of you already....

Google when I look for advice for my autism: "How to deal with Your CHILD WITH AUTISM."

Google when I look at advice for cane user stuff: "Canes for old people. What to do when you're 80 and your joints hit the shitter.

I am screaming and hitting the wall just give me advice I can actually use.

i will now be sharing poetry

spent a week offline and write poetry, the real question is do I share that madness under the guise of “girlblogging”

shoutout to all my people with invisible disabilities

shoutout to people who don’t feel disabled enough

shoutout to people who have been denied care because they don’t look disabled

shoutout to people who thug it out every single day because the world doesnt stop when you’re disabled no matter how much you wish it would

shoutout to people with no diagnosis but still have symptoms because you don’t need a diagnosis to have symptoms

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔳𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔶

Softness is strength