porphyria bitchfest

 some days i wanna yeet my phone into a volcano!!!!!

“y’all, i just wanna thank my trauma for making me hotter


















๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ’–✨ would i trade chronic illness for functioning organs? no! i’d be boring and spiritually bankrupt! i choose ✨growth✨ and ✨debilitating pain✨ instead.”

meanwhile i’m crying on the floor of the shower like a zombie horse but go off, girlboss.

and don’t you just love when someone says “you’re so brave for sharing this” like i climbed mount everest instead of just admitting my nervous system is permanently in clown mode? like okay, thanks, now please venmo me for emotional labor. 

{tbh i never get any props for my bravery. gimme.}

i am halfway between resenting the types of randos who’d call me “quirky and inspirational” because i made a meme about puking glitter lava out of grief — and wishing i had literally one. i could start charging for the dopamine hits. this weird-ass body is not a mood board for the masses, but it helps. ๐Ÿ’œ


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