its back baby

for those wondering how is it to be non binary, let me explain:

i open a packed of some food thingy. i look at it triumphant, like "ha, i opened you". after a second, the packet falls to its side and i let out the most unmasculine scream for some reason

not even a minute after, some very hot water from some other cooking pot jumps to my hand. pain, but i just act as if nothing had happened

also, i cook everyday and still manage to get myself burned often. noice for me and my paradoxical skills.

at least the food is noice tonight. it often is, but that is no reason for me to not appreciate how noice it is everyday

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