fhodder (transformed): Yana Lesiuk (Canva) // detail from 'seascape' by Howard Gailey (Getty/Canva) // Stefano Oppo (baseimage) // HALUSTD (Popspixel)Mandcrafted; no AI
ilanote // LibreOffice // Sketchbook Pro // Dither Boy // Mosh Pro // beFunky Photo Editor // Canva
Sang Đài Loan rồi mới phát hiện ra một đống chuyện rất kỳ: còi xe làm cảnh, rượt theo xe rác, hoá đơn đổi đời, mê bóng chày... Sống lâu mới thấy: Ủa sao nước này làm gì cũng khác người ta vậy?
This isn’t academic or fancy, just plain words from the heart. I’m trying to understand myself, especially the mental toll of living as a short-statured man. This space will change as I do. Think of it as field notes on becoming.
There’s not enough real info yet so the brain just fills in the blanks with fantasy, or old patterns, or whatever he’s currently craving. It’s not special to romance, it just happens before enough friction shows up to correct it. The unpopular part is what this actually implies.