Someone Come Get Me. I'm Making A Life-size Dogday Because My Autism Too Strong.

Someone come get me. I'm making a life-size Dogday because my autism too strong.

You hear me giggle and feel an ache in your chest.

You quickly realize I stole your ribs again.

Is it 3 days after Halloween? Yes.

Do I care? No.

Happy Halloween, drew this man. His name shall be Lant Jacker.

It's me borthday.👍👍

I don't know why but every time I stand up world starts going black for me and it's not a low iron thing, because my iron is normal from what my doctor told me.

But that's not the point here, The point here is at some point you just stop caring.

I see the world going black and take it as a empty threat from the world. It threatens to make me fall and buckle under the pressure yet I continue to stand there and stare it down as I watch a cower back into the corners of my eyes.

I've even taken it as a challenge sometimes, when going to the living room after getting out of my bed and the world starts going black, I take it as a challenge to see how far I can get before something happens, before the darkness finally claims me and I fall. I have yet to lose that game.

Hey gang, Life sized Dogday update:

He has lips, he can kisth!

The lower lip was a pain in the ass, I haven't even shaped it yet. But I decided to post now because my social anxiety was whispering of disappointments I'll bring if I don't update.

So here, update! I'm still alive and doing!

Also thought I'd give you a glimpse at just how huge man is.

Massive!