the weak flesh

opening thoughts 🪦

i like to type my official-ish stuff out with cringe prose and syntax, but my god i am illegible in any true thought->speech context... i think it's really fine that way, it sets me apart a bit more from my white-winged roots, doesn't it?

i had a rough start to my day, but it all ended up okay. i'm trying some new earbuds for misophonia; apparently noise isolation is not the same as cancellation, and the former is best for all sorts of gross sounds. they're KZ ES4; i simply can't trust wireless headphones for this stuff, it's a real shame that they're all dying out. i was very worried that they would be subpar when the bass wasn't as well-defined as my skullcandies, but i didn't really get triggered too badly today, which is incredible compared to last semester. seriously, what the fuck was with 3/4 of my hardest class chewing gum in perfect distribution? i have this semester's equivalent to that tomorrow, but i missed the first day, so i'm not sure how much of a struggle it'll be - we'll see how it goes...

my lovely boyfriend has tasked me with making a kinlist for him. he doesn't like jhin, but i'm putting jhin on it anyway. for what am i, if not his canvas? ♡
(i also like to associate the gun & music things with him, so it's not totally unfounded, see?)

if you're reading this, i wish you a good day, whoever you are. :)