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@hoeizhere
— Warsan Shire, Home
[text ID: Mother says there are locked rooms inside all women; kitchen of lust, / bedroom of grief, bathroom of apathy. / Sometimes the men - they come with keys, / and sometimes, the men - they come with hammers.]
poem for the kitchen
disabled people are allowed to have hobbies that clash with our disabilities by the way
I'm allowed to like journaling even if my hand tremors make it so I can't do something as "pretty" as an abled bodied person
I'm allowed to like crocheting even if it's bad for my joints and it takes me double the time it would take someone else to finish a project
and yes I'm trying to switch to knitting which is lighter on the hands, but even that - even fucking using my phone - makes my finger hurts
I'm allowed to complain about it, just like you - specially if you're abled - are not allowed to tell me off about it
it's so hard for us to find joy, you're not allowed to police the small things that help
I love you so much I hope we get reborn as housecats who sleep together like puzzle pieces
♡ Your daily dose of cat memes ᓚᘏᗢ ♡
staying close w people long distance really is about the mundane stuff. i get texts like "made quesadillas" "spilled mop water all over the floor :(" "lady on the bus has not one not two but three tiny dogs in her purse" andits like wow. i love you more than words can express
nothing fills you with greater false confidence than managing to wake up early once
"this sleep schedule shit is easy" (← about to learn a lesson straight out of a fucked up traditional fairytale punishment)
call me the tumblr app the way i continue to get worse
don't look at me with those brown eyes or I might just spend the rest of my life keeping your hands warm
Can you explain this gap in your blog history
I was employed.
I love trying to look up the lyrics for a song and instead having the Genius website make my phone hot while it loads five ads and autoplays a video of Oop Slurp explaining the meaning behind his song She Fuck Me Like I’m Dr Phil
You're dead serious. I'm alive silly. We're not the same
hmm. maybe u were put on this earth to make art and write bad poetry and create silly little playlists and being kind and maybe tearing up a little bit when you see old people eating alone
also. taking naps and being silly and saying hiiiiii