lynkinchronicles

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tgis is so fucking funny to me. they accidentally Rock Lee'd a retired racehorse

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Sucking two dicks at the same time like that pig in chicken little

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“you’re my best friend, now i’ve got no one to tell i’ve lost my best friend.”

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When I say I practice relationship anarchy,I mean this. I have so much love to give but idk enough people 😔.

i want more people to be close to. i want internet kids and siblings. i want a partner or two. please im begging anyone

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when the fatigue-out-of-nowhere-disorder causes you to get fatigued out of nowhere

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i wish we got to see how the saja boys got together

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I don't want to be resilient. I want to feel the soft corners of the world.

”What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”

Just because something is difficult and I lived through it doesn’t mean it benefited me.

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Let’s talk about hostile architecture.

I had never noticed how there’s literally NOWHERE to sit down

All because they want to prevent unhoused people from resting. That’s already awful, but it doesn’t just affect them. It also impacts those of us who deal with mobility issues, chronic pain, or any condition that makes standing for long periods exhausting.

And when there are seats, they’re often uncomfortable or unstable. Want to go out to eat? Suddenly, you’re doing detective work: checking if there are stairs, whether there’s an elevator, what kind of chairs they use, and if the bathroom is even remotely accessible.

You never realize how hostile the world is to mobility impaired people, until you become one.

Things appear to be chair/cart friendly, until you actually have to use them. Everything is so badly maintained, and you get stuck everywhere.

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My spiciest disabled stall hot take is that people need to give abled parents assisting their children in the accessible stall a break. The parents are abled, yes, but they're not the ones we need to think about here: The person USING the access features is actually the child. The feature they're using is the extra space for a caregiver to assist them because they can't safely toilet on their own. If a parent is using the toilet, the access feature being used is still extra space for a caregiver because the child needs supervision and can't be left alone. It's not necessarily a disability as we tend to define it, but they're in the same category as fat people who can't fit in a regular stall in that they fuckin need it whether they're otherwise abled or not.

This is more of a reason we need more family restrooms and changing spaces, as well as more space in general in regular stalls so that fat people aren't literally being squeezed out of society and children get their needs met.

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It’s hard to face flare ups. The pain comes on so suddenly and makes me want to crawl in a ball. But I have a job. But I have commitments. But society isn’t built to accommodate disability. So I go out and exist and I try my hardest not to scream when the pain gets hard or my body gives out.

I’m trying to be gentle on my body. I’m cleaning makeup off in bed and listening to audio books because my eyes are too tired to focus on vision.

But it’s still hard. Disability hurts.

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It will never cease to amaze me that abled queer people will (of course rightfully) get pissed off at terfs, homophobes, etc. but if a disabled person gets angry at ableists suddenly we're being "too aggressive" and "assuming the worst of people" and "not considering their side of things"

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The cure is good vibes and yoga apparently

Image description:

This is a screenshot of a post from the social media platform Threads.The username displayed is cailinkeenaghan.

The post reads:

"Why is everyone on some kind of medication? Why don’t people try to find the source of the problem instead of just trying to suppress it? I don’t even remember the last time I took any medicine "

There is also a crying emoji at the end of the text.

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romance is a type of friendship and im sick of people pretending like they're two seperate categories. your romantic partner is Supposed to also be your friend like at the very least why are we pitting romance AGAINST friendship when they r intertwined???? romantic partners are also friends and u can have romance with ur friends stop acting like these bitches are seperate forces

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love saying "question mark?" out loud when I'm talking about something i'm unsure of

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This is a shout-out to any and all disabled people who aren’t able to be independent because of their disability.

You are still just as valuable and worthy as everyone else. It isn’t shameful to need help. It's okay that you can't be independent and you are still enough as you are.

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Chased by the sun

yesterday

there was a beautiful sunset

that’s what my neighbors said

that’s what my friend told me

in a voice note full of light

i didn’t see it

the sun

used to be soft

used to kiss my skin

used to hold hope

as it sank

behind the trees

now

it burns

now

it chases me

and i run

how strange

to be hurt

by something

that once healed me

how strange

to feel so far

from nature

when all it does

is follow the rhythm

of sleep

of breath

of life

i miss laughing

with my mother

in the morning

now i live

in the quiet hours

with audiobooks

and shadows

where the sun

can’t find me

and i

can finally

breathe

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When managing your health becomes your full-time job (and you miss being a person)

You know that moment when your health complications go beyond your “normal,” and your body and brain just go into freeze mode?

There’s so much to do. It’s overwhelming. And your body barely works.

It’s been two months since I touched a book, colored my feelings, or journaled.

Lately, I’ve just been playing Barbie Secretary™: researching, scheduling, preparing, going to appointments and tests, waiting for results… and repeating the cycle.

I do it at my own pace, even if it’s slow — because that’s what my body allows. And honestly, that’s valid.

But you know what? Some big scary things got ruled out — like certain Ehlers-Danlos-related conditions and serious eye issues.

And no, I didn’t just start using glasses — I just hadn’t updated them in two years. Because, well… life.

So now I’m giving myself a break from being Barbie Secretary.

I’m switching to Barbie Who Rests™. She’s earned it.