fuck it we ball (malnourished, heavy eve bags, dehydrated, and on the verge of insanity)
So often ableds expect me to act like a perfect little inspirational angel, when in reality I’m a human with emotions like the rest of y’all.
I don’t want to have to smile after you tell me you’d kill yourself if you were in my situation.
I don’t want to grin and nod while you treat me like a child and pet my hair.
I don’t want to laugh it off when you tell me about your friend who had my condition and died.
I don’t want to generously share my deeply personal medical history with a stranger I just met on the street.
I want to cuss and call you out on your BS, not sit compliantly in my wheelchair like a sweet little angel.
“nothing tastes as good as skinny feels”
damn you must suck at cooking. check out some youtube tutorials man. i believe in you.
might fuck around and get high on klonopin for the first time in awhile 👀
No babe, ur knife collection is totally cool I just think it’d be hotter with my blood on it
None of this would’ve been an issue if I just killed myself at 16
craving the kind of intimacy that requires surgical tools
Disabled person: *exists* Able-bodied person™️:
(ID in alt)
yeah no it's totally cool that you left me on read for 6+ hours after i finally reached out to you after an of entire week not speaking im totally not frothing at the mouth or anything
Need to suck cock and hear “yeah that’s a good boy just like that” while you try not to thrust in my mouth and I feel how hard you are for me with my tongue