this is now a post archive because i got tired of my main blog being absolutely fucking useless.
i'm noah i'm bored and i'm ready to accept our arboreal overlords
(he/him)
just ate the. the sushi i spilled on the sidewalk outside safeway ... because i didnt want to waste the five dollars i spent on it. im going to die of a staph infection
currently reading the charleston chew of poetry books. if you're an alligator (dictionary of english and spanish literary terms and portmanteaus) with some time on your hands (i am), this is a worthy investment (it is)
me when the new semester starts: at last i have structured time again and responsibilities and deadlines to motivate me to be productive and make plans for the future. this term is gonna be great, i just know it!
more convinced than ever now that love is stored in queer people. we can't help it, we're full of acceptance and support and forgiveness and trust and love, we are beacons of the best of humanity
never had executive dysfunction based on fear this perceptible and specific before. cool to know my mental illness is both still kicking and doing so in fun innovative ways