

It looks like they’re bready to be eaten ;p
I lowkey really love bread and that looks sooo good!
i like girls so much i became one
☭ ⚧️
I’m also on [matrix]: @strawberry_enjoyer42:catgirl.cloud


It looks like they’re bready to be eaten ;p
I lowkey really love bread and that looks sooo good!


Dang, that sounds incredible.
Maybe I should talk to my doc about this…
Wait you’re an actual doctor‽
I don’t hate people (except strangers; they seem to always rude—maybe it’s because I don’t remember the others). I actually like them, sometimes. I just wish I had some friends.
*sigh* A girl can dream.


And queer people. And racial minorities. And women. And everyone else.


You definitely don’t live anywhere near me. It’s hot here. Like, so frickin’ hot. Trust me, you wouldn’t like it.


yay 10/10 (i swapped cold for hot because AGHHHHH)


Will do!


Yeah, I get that a lot. I wish I knew how to deal with it. Maybe I’ll ask my therapist or something.


Compile. I’m following the guidance of the LFS project (Linux From Scratch).
My goal after that is to build myself a non GNU/Linux Unixlike OS. Most likely, it’ll be BusyBox/kNetBSD.
And why might I do all of this?
Because fuck “AI”.


I’m basking in the morning sun on my bed since it’s my day off.
When I get up, I’m gonna work on my current biggest hobby (a special interest?): Linux. I’m gonna build myself a new OS from the ground up (note: build, not write; I’m not gonna write my own kernel and core utilities, I don’t think).
Or maybe, I’ll play some Celeste or Hollow Knight or something :3


Here’s something you can know for certain: you just read this sentence :p
I jest, of course. I have OCD and general anxiety, and I constantly doubt my own decisions, opinions, and even mathematic skills.
Except, when I know I’m right. Then I turn stubborn as heck.
I NEED TO ESCAPE MY LIFE AND BODY
yuri :3


I’m not at risk of being fired, and I don’t need any extra support (though headphones would be nice). Overall, not worth risking the diagnosis.


In isolation, the bill seems decent. The problem is that the current administration seems to very much want to “cure” autism. There simply isn’t a cure, and that means there’s only one way to get rid of us. I, for one, don’t plan on telling Uncle Sam that I’m autistic.


Honestly, I should probably read more about autism. It seems that every time I hear something about autism, I think “oh wow, that’s me!”
I don’t particularly want to be diagnosed yet: the current US administration is concerning, and I’m not sure what the practical benefits would be.


My clothes have to be positioned just right, and my hair is sooo itchy, it must stay off my face! (Though, I’m willing to suffer for ✨fashion✨).
For human touch, DO NOT TOUCH ME unless i know you and say it’s okay (though, this might be my OCD freeking out about the germs…) I’m so touch-starved though. I need cuddles.
Some people put photos and stuff, and I just don’t get it! Personally, I have a painterly night sky for my background—very soft and well, background-y.


but but gotta go fast!!!
It’s so weird! I wish I could think of an example.