HI VIKTOR YOURE MY FAVORITE VIKTOR
(but for real, you do an amazing job with this blog and your replies to everybody. aside from just incredible roleplay skills, though, your words mean a lot to people, including me♡)
Oh! Well, thank you. I cannot say I know many Viktors, but I do endeavor to give my best where I can. (This means so much to me. Honestly, thank you so much. You made my week.)
Watchergate: 4/19-4/22
the boyfriend level (derogatory)
about to guillotine my legs off ♡
i’m gonna gnaw my leg off someone kill me or chop off my leg
who up wanting something they can never have
I walk and my legs hurt. I sit down too long and my legs hurts. I lay down too long and my legs hurt. What do these things even want from me
this boop thing needs to be permanent. the serotonin levels i'm getting are comparable to hard drugs
*Mutual reblogs something you posted*
Me: They still like me. Thank God.
i used to love jokes about canes/crutches users referring to them as their additional legs. but THIS IS NO JOKE ANYMORE.
i almost feel every step of my cane. my wrist? i feel it's more of like my knee. what do you mean i have two legs? no, i have three. yes, third one starts at my shoulder, why?
oh, i need two free hands for something... *sarcastic thought* yeah let me just pull out my second arm. *realizing i actually do have a second arm* oh well...
sometimes i just don't realize i'm holding a cane. i don't realize i can stop holding it. my fingers are glued to the handle, thanks for asking.
today, i was sitting down and thought that i needed to re-tie my shoe laces. i made knots tighter on first shoe. second shoe. then i got puzzled because where's the third shoe.
yes it IS my third leg now. she's adopted.
maybe valentines day is like. an okay holiday
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