Heyo, it's ya Crow. 27. They/Them. A personal blog featuring everything under the sun that appeals to me. I stream, enjoy video games, music, food, reading, meme-ing and I draw sometimes. Enjoy your stay and seize the day, friend.
in this new year I want you to be alright. I hope you move out. I hope you have enough money to feel safe. I hope you abandon shame and forgive yourself. I hope you get enough sleep and some good news. I hope you laugh a lot and the heaviness of the world eases a bit. I wish you to be alright.
“oh you have an allergy? sorry I harassed you for being a picky eater, I didn’t realize you had a valid reason. it’s good to know you’re not actually a picky eater, I still get to harass those people”
“oh you have chronic pain? sorry I harassed you for being lazy, I didn’t realize you had a valid reason. it’s good to know you’re not actually a lazy person, I still get to harass those people”
“oh you’re autistic? sorry I harassed you for being weird, I didn’t realize you had a valid reason. it’s good to know you’re not actually a weird person, I still get to harass those people”
“oh you’re deaf? sorry I harassed you for ignoring me, I didn’t realize you had a valid reason. you’re just not actually a rude person, I still get to harass those people”
“man why does everything have to be a disorder now? I miss the old days when people would TAKE RESPONSIBILITY for being failures and it was socially exceptable for me to harass them, now I look like a jerk when I bully people for annoying me.”
girl, you KNOW I am petered out. I am spent. I am slogged. Absolutely fatigued. Feeling rather lethargic. I am the epitome of slothful. Just a real foggy-in-the-head kinda boy. I’m all tuckered out.
