Knowledge is empowering

me every day without fail: I'll do [chore] when I get home

me when I get home:

Well then don’t die in a bog

[sits up suddenly in a cold sweat] what if my corpse doesn't rot

What's the punishment for breaking the laws of physics?

10-15 years in prism.

When I got my brain surgeries I was 7/9 so definitely didn’t have a phone to ask then to record my brain with, and unfortunately my parents didn’t ask for that, would have been super cool tho

I do have some pretty cool/weird pictures from MRIs

Anyways wish I was in you club man, if I ever have brain surgery again (hopefully not) I’ll be sure to ask

when i had brain surgery last month i asked if they could take a picture of my brain for me. they brought my phone into surgery with them and the nurse took several videos and gave me a sticker. now i just have videos of my brain like pulsating with my heart beating on my phone and everyday i’m like.,. i could just post it… anyway here’s the sticker they gave me

jealous as fuck. not of the brain surgery i hope you're alright, but i have never wanted to be in a club so bad.

The older I get the more I admire people who are earnestly, genuinely into whatever their thing is. I know it sounds like an annoying cliche but unless you're being cruel or hurtful there is really no need to be normal about things. The dude with the bad fake accent at the renaissance faire is having the time of his life. The people having photoshoots with their fashion dolls are loving it. The old lady with a yard unreasonably full of tacky ass lawn ornaments is having a blast, HOA be damned.

Don't waste your time being too cool to have fun, y'know?

Rain jacket today besties

Happy April 25th

Fish don’t have wombs

you can do more than one of these if you want

actually, you can do anything you want

live unapologetically and without restraint

I hate work I should be at the (remembers I don't want to go to the club) the imagination

writing fics be like

RIP Watcher, 2020-2024

i love constantly evolving into a cooler version of myself