flowers (is Very Aware of spina bifida)

welp deadass **almost just absentmindedly swallowed one, so I guess if I ever just suddenly stop posting, I died how I lived: confused

*whorekaholic

cannot believe I missed that opportunity the first time

Eve is taking a mirror selfie in a crop top and g string again but is covered enough for the bsky auto mod to not be a prude (maybe). They’re a white femme with dark hair using their phone to cover their face while they show off some hard-earned *~*shoulder definition.

You may think the only photos I take of myself are lewds & you are correct but also look at those shoulders that aren’t harboring (as much) unstable rage anymore~

no, YOURE a workaholic

if you see me waiting for the light at a pedestrian crossing + using my walker to steady while I do mini heart openers & back bends, it’s because I’m doing everything in my power to not be pissed the hell off in that moment

Wisconsin 🤠

i don’t think you can not-acab the US govt rn bro

The thing about anarchist organizing is it’s not flashy. It’s free meals, eye exams, pet supplies, water, firewood, firearms training, first aid training, zines, mending, gardening, direct action, black bloc… it’s not politicians or clever signs. No RSVP, no membership card, no website, just do it.

y’all I have been begging endo to take my thyroid out, actually. 🥲 pack a respirator.

+ not to be That Guy, but if you have a respirator, bring it even if you don’t think you’ll need it. I’m not the only person who was exposed to (confirmed expired) tear gas + other “non-lethal chemicals” that now has endocrine issues I didn’t have before including multiple 3cm+ thyroid nodules

if you’re organizing a crip-crawl or similar action where disability is the protest— yes, I can and will be there with every bell I own on— but I really do urge folks to be real with yourself about your medical needs before getting into unknown circumstance. there‘s no honor in some things.

much love to my comrades & y’all know where I’m at if you need me

breaks my heart to not be able to go to demos/protests anymore, but deadass I am only ever a liability to my comrades at those things now; like god forbid heat picks up right as my leg goes spastic & some well-meaning soul feels responsible for helping me? nah.

I’m sooo happy for you! I remember we were talking about this a few months ago. So glad you’re able to make the trip now!

hey, shit happens and I’m not (that) mad about it anymore. I’m super glad you have a good relationship with your mom & that you two appreciate each other! ♥️

me either 🤠

my mom is currently holding this + several other crucial family photos hostage and plans to liberate them to relocation on my family altar are currently underway

If, for whatever reason, you are under the impression that my grandmother was a very powerful Venusian force, you are 100% correct.

A young couple on their wedding day in 1953. Both are white with dark hair and prominent features, my grandmother is wearing a long veil with a crown and is smiling broadly. My grandfather has his arm around her and is smiling equally happily.

happy wedding anniversary to my autistic blueprints, vous me manquez ♥️

who needs a credit score when you’ve got cash buried in the back yard

closer to room-temp in kelvins

ethically speaking, I never write checks I can’t cash (literally speaking tho? ask my credit score)

I’m taking a couple days off next week to chill I promise

skeeting/deleting so many thinly veiled work rants tonight sorry

(extended pause) one

u know I‘m not a one-fry kinda guy

Elle : - T'as pas l'air autiste
Moi : - C'est le rouge à lèvres ça

my heart says yes my pancreas says not if I want to live

hard same

I bought more soap today. I have more soap arriving in the mail tomorrow. Come catastrophic flooding, I am certain I could make a soup of my various soaps and then ride out the tides on an island of suds.