Queer & Neurodivergent Caffeine Addict

hello JJ my love, how are you?

dear my inner child, why are you so angry, my love?

it took me nine months to write this to you. you left me, and i'm still grieving over your death. my dad found you in 2008, you were clinging to his legs. he brought you home, and there you are, the first official cat to my family. as with most first in t…

there's not much to write here to be honest, but i need to pen this down that whatever unresolved feelings that i got on my birthday month last year was resolved. that's it. done. finito. a week after that post, they don't reply to my text until today. i…

i was sick last year right after christmas, and so was my mother. i got better but she didn't. on the 6th of january at 2am in the morning, she called my cell, she said she can't breathe. the perks of not being able to sleep was my emergency response is t…

every time i step out of the house, strangers always have preconceived notions of what kind of a person i am. i seem to have forgotten about it lately, but i need to remind myself daily that this is the fact of my life right here, right now. of course i c…

the darndest thing about being single is: missing out on human touch. i felt like a succubus sometimes; i drew my energy from my fellow human being. innocent, platonic touch is good; but sexual ones are even better. was it a bad thing, to only think about…

previously published on twitter, september 2023 what was i thinking, applying for that job i'm not even a cog in the capitalists machine i'm an outsider, who tries to fit in, who tries to survive, pay bills and put food on the table, who, at least thought…

as i lay in bed sick on a new year, here i am thinking of what to write since my brain is not functioning at 100% honestly, 2025 had been mostly the same like any other year previously. angry, struggling financially, underemployed, lost my beloved senior…

hello yaya my handsome boy, how are you doing?

previously published on livejournal, september 2006 the pain is always there. it's like i've been shot, and forced to live and witness the gruesome wound on my body for eternity. so now i'm walking around with my blood dripping on the floor. it's annoying…