save a spaceship, ride an astrophysisist
rewatched the matrix, came to new realisations about my relationship with gender, cried for hours, did some watercolour painting, bon appetite.
i might not understand social queues but i can understand morse code, pigpen, and multiple lesser known ciphers
my body is full of fun quirks like sometimes when i inhale fully i feel a stabbing pain and my rib often pops out of place when i angle myself in specific way and i can crack my nose like my knuckles and i can rotate my arms 180 degrees and i get intense ankle pain semi regularly out of nowhere. it is all part of my charm and i do not need to go to a doctor.
very stereotypical white guy thing to say but i genuinely think i would be significantly happier if i could eat large quantities of mayonnaise without getting sick
im like if an elderly man was barely a legal adult. im always complaining about back pain and being eccentric and walking off injuries instead of going to the doctor and using weird sayings and getting annoyed when people interrupt my daily rituals. but also i need to lie about my age on US alcohol websites
rewatched the matrix again. i think i need to go on testosterone.
i’m not a “twink”, i’m a freak of nature