it is i, the frenchiest fry

I can't keep writing essays in the tags of tumblr reblogs, so here is this to occupy myself and mind instead. And if you really want to see that, here it is.

If you end up on this page, congrats because I have no idea how you found it since this will be the equivalent of a 11 year old's diary from like 2005 except i can legally drink and its 2023

visual representation of how I feel regularly:

and if you're curious as to what I'll be talking about:

a quick bit about the interwebs guess I'm autistic now

this will be an interesting experience for all involved here