i don't know man, i just wish that we could [suddenly realising i'm coming dangerously close to expressing a real and earnest thought instead of filtering everything through several layers of intangible running bits] blow up the entire world. or something.
Having a therapist who isn't used to trans patients will truly have you feeling like Koko the gorilla trying to articulate your feelings in a coherent way. "No peepee huge honkers, I cry? Huge honkers no peepee, sadness, doctor."
me: *tells my friend I recently got into House*
my friend: are you going to be one of those annoying fans?
me, preparing my PowerPoint presentation on how Hilson is canon and actually House isn’t a bigot he just hates everybody: yes :)
I hope I'm funny, I can mostly do math though I hate it, I can usually spell, and I can bake. Does baking count?
let’s settle this shit but do NOT reblog if you’re gonna be modest about it like a little BITCH. anyway privilege check tell me which ones apply to you: hot, funny, can dance, can do math, can spell, can drive, can cook
I feel like I should, like, I don’t know, do an intro post.
hi. You can call me Key. I’m non-binary (they/them) and about three other flavors of gay but that’s neither here nor there.
I just kind of write whatever the hell I want whenever. At the time of posting this, I’m really into House MD and Good Omens and those basically are my life right now.
Can you tell I’ve never done one of these before?
I have a lot of mental issues (I’m collecting them like Pokemon cards), so there might be the odd post about it if I feel like it.