All I want to do is talk…it would be that simple yet I’m paralyzed to reach out and every day passes hoping to hear from them all again. Even if it means for them to shout all their grievances to me, just to get that anger off their chests…at least I’d have closure.

I feel like screaming until I can’t anymore.

Dragons is something I get a lot of love for, and I certainly love to make them. Look at this handsome lad. This shade of purple is certainly my favorite. Horns are made with hollow foam structure that is bendable for transport and lightweight to wear.

Just pulled through the drive thru…not paying any attention to the stickerbombed PC case in the passenger seat next to me…you can probably guess how that interaction went.

I’ll likely be stepping away from this account and social media in general for the time being. I love you all, and I hope to see you guys in the other side, but life is deciding to send me to an early grave and I’ll need to focus as much as I can to make it out.

I know this account has been inactive for quite some time. I've stayed quiet for long enough, and taken the blame for other's actions for too long. My silence ends today. docs.google.com/document/d/1j7…

Guess I’m back on Twitter? Not sure if it’ll be permanent but definitely will still be more active on the other place! But yippee wahderg time continues!

To the dorks blindly buying Zinc: Go do some reading. Stop toying with your health for clout. You can throw your iron and copper out of whack. Plenty of you are already iron deficient. Get bloodwork done. 📃,

Me, an extrovert: "OMG HELLO NEW PERSON LETS BE FRIENDS!" Me, an overthinker: "NO OMG WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU'RE LOOK LIKE A CREEP OR COME ON TOO STRONG AND THEY'RE GONNA THINK YOUR WEIRD AND... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA