the taco bell lady scoffed at me when i said "ok no sauce then!" bc they were out of mild. yet another sickening example of the trials and tribulations i face every day as an IBS warrior...medium sauce makes my tummy hurt...is that so wrong?

i force my cat to watch rupauls drag race all day with me while i work and i think it's slowly rewiring his tiny brain

now that i have a cat i don't think my camera roll will include anything else except pictures of the little dummy

graphic design is my passion (and so is playing bg3 until i develop brain rot)

whenever i start losing steam at the gym i look around at all the men enjoying life and it usually pisses me off enough to push thru

me when i have to play actual dnd tonight instead of spending 6 hours on my dnd video game

when i look in the mirror...i envision the man i want 2 become...

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