I think there's something magical about weather. Most people say sunny days improve their moods, but for me it's overcast days that do that the most. But improve doesn't mean it makes me happier, if anything I feel melancholic on cloudy days. But it makes me feel less alone. More together with the world.
Overcast days put me back together.
It's funny when you can only do eight (8) modified push-ups, but what isn't funny is not being able to fluff a pillow a day later because your shoulder are that fucking sore
I will always remember that at one point, somewhere on the internet, there was a picture of my favorite substitute teacher gently holding a burger in the palm of his hand.
Once again reminding you to lock your doors. It's zucchini season.
Guys don't leave your doors open, Its zucchini season.
I'm doing an action and that action could be a story!
I'm listening to a song and that song could be a story!
I'm feeling an emotion and that emotion could be a story!
I'm copeing using escapism!
I like this story and can't get it out of my head!
I have an issues with this story and want to fix it!
I can't sleep!
If you do happen to run across this post, my guiding tumblr voice, I hope you know that I know that you know who I am.
there's is a person on YouTube who's voice I know well. If I ever think something in their voice I know this a worthy post.
My brain always wants me to do something, and usually I will eventually get to doing that thing, or I just find something else to do instead and forget about it.
there's is a person on YouTube who's voice I know well. If I ever think something in their voice I know this a worthy post.
-Trans autistic guy with bad sense of humor- -he/him- -Special Interests: Music, History, Anthropology-
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