An adult in a diaper isn't less of an adult. An adult who needs the help of a caregiver isn't less of an adult. An adult who can't speak isn't less of an adult. An adult who can't work or study isn't less of an adult. An adult who can't live independently isn't less of an adult. Adulthood is about your amount of years spent alive, not about your skills and abilities
host here, but like half the time this dumb fuclk (affectionate) fronts the first sign is that hes talking about how gay i am. please.. . epalpplaese leaveme alone.
the worst part is limbo. the worst part is being unable to tell.
the worst part is being unable to see the difference between love and hate. between patience or wasting your time waiting for somebody. im not sure what to do. theres nothing we can do.
except wait. or stop waiting and move on, turning love to hatred. as we did previously.
"people show their true colours in life threatening situations" no, they show you what they act like when they're mortally terrified, an emotion notorious for literally turning your entire brain off to the point where people who go into those situations as a profession need to be literally trained on how to not have that happen
i believe i often times underestimate how much the host has been affected by what happened. he always seems so joyous and comedic when discussing those things;which leads me to be careless. and act in ways i shouldnt.
this is a lullaby from my childhood and listening to it today, it has turned into a small animatic. On my account, I forbid to romanticize the state of Toki, he is not cute.
it just dawned on me that , [redacted], was the first one to truly know about our plurality. he knew i was alive before anybody else. he also knew about harvey too. though neither the host, nor him, knew what was going on.