Writing When Ur On The Drug Called Exhaustion Is A Time Because You Will Be Trying To Write A Normal

Back on the trigun train

Yet another place where something is /odd/

Climbed up this bugger to look inside and didn’t die 10/10 would again.

I added a little ✨ spice ✨

Am I supposed to believe this is not a doorway to somewhere Else? I’m not even touching on the other one that went over the normal path and was covered in mushrooms that weren’t anywhere else.

Me: I am comfy with being called a girl since I have history with it and am used to being referred to she/her.

Also me: *internal gremlin cackling when smol child can’t figure out my gender*

When I woke. Up this morn.

My cat had, threw up all down the ladder

That leads up to my bed.

I said “honey, my baby, you cute shit

I need my hekkin ladder

To get cleaning supplies.”

She just looked up, from the floor

Where she jumped

As if to stare in judgement

About why I was stuck

But now I had to get down

From my bed

Either from vomit ladder

Or from rib-breaking rails

You know that one scene in Geostorm?

There is something particularly nice about laying on warm pavement in the cool evening after a sunny day. You can look up at the clouds with the warmth at your back and the breeze on your face

It took me over a decade to figure out that I was mistaking hunger for thirst. All those bathroom trips and for what

Genuine question:

I am a neutral-to-fem Audhd human who enjoys paying people compliments.

I always do so respectfully and follow the “only compliment parts of their self they have control over” thing.

But I wanted to know - is it socially acceptable for an adult to direct compliments to younger children when they are with their parents?

I generally don’t unless I know the parents, because I’m never quite sure…

So anyway a nurse made me cry today