Gifs for my soul

I need to stop being such a sensitive little bitch

had a feeling you guys would enjoy warren godby fanart more than instagram :3 heres him with mobility aids bc he was literally frozen solid in cryo goop for however long and I think it would take a long time for him to really thaw. like he struggles to walk for quite some time without tripping, fainting, etc. he probably also had some muscle atrophy. I also think he develops some sort of temperature sensitivity, but I can't decide if its that a) hes always cold or b) he can't tell when it's cold bc he's so used to it. what do yall think? also if he gets a wheelchair, it is definetely one of those shitty hospital ones with the weird foldable footrests and the back/arm rests that get in the way when you try to wheel somewhere.

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Missing this today

wearing his shirt

ALL HE EVER WANTED WAS TO KNOW IF CRANBOO MADE CTUBBO HAPPY

y’all… positivity alert 🥹

About a year ago, I donated stem cells to someone. It was an anonymous recipient at the time, but now I’m finally getting to talk and potentially meet her.

She is so kind and so grateful… I literally saved her life. She said so herself.

It’s such an amazing thing to hear and I’m incredibly humbled to know that I made such an impact. I’m literally on the verge of tears, I couldn’t be happier.

Just had a dream where I got stabbed

Rude >:(

ITS NOT A VOCALOID HYPERFIXATION ITS NOT A VOCALOID HYPERFIXATION ITS NOT A VOCALOID HYPERFIXATION ITS NOT ITS NOT ITS NOT ITS NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111

THEY LOOK AWESOME

Kafka

every day I think about the elbow crutches I borrowed from my mom's friend for a while after surgery. I miss them dearly. I look back on pictures of me with them and my heart aches like a woman looking at pictures of her husband who is currently away at war. santa, for christmas, I want elbow crutches. I want them so bad. every time I walk and my knees ache I think about them. every time I leave the gym (diy physical therapy) on shaking legs I think about them. every time I have to go on longer walks and long for something to lean on, I think about them. every time I get lightheaded at the store, I think about them. waaaahhhh

vtm session canceled. what's the point of anythinh

I tend to dislike sunny days, not just because of light sensitivity cause by eyes problems and such, but also because I think it worsens my paranoia. I don’t like using that word, because it implies that my thoughts are irrational and they aren’t to me, but there’s no other word for it. Sunny days feel more open, less safe. Cloudy, rainy, stormy days are more “closed in,” so to speak. They feel safer. Not safe, of course. But safer. They feel more for myself, to myself. The bright sunlight makes me feel as though all of me can be more closely perceived, I think. And more people are out then. I don’t fear people, but my brain says that they’re all the enemy, and because I’m a walking paradox, I’m caught between wanting to throw myself into the perceived danger for the sake of the possibility that I may just feel alive for once, and wanting to hide away from it and remain cautious. Not to mention, more people means more opportunity to socialize, and that can be exhausting - especially on days when I can’t script myself well enough. I go out for walks to be alone, and am still often bothered (I have grown to detest old, creepy men). I could go on more about this, but I’ll shut up for now.

Ali and Sylvi killing me dead