i know it sounds like the satirist’s love song, but it’s true — in my heart, at least.

bdsm is almost always a satire of power structures and valuable means to maintain lucidity in a nightmare world

the things i associate internally with ‘woman’ are more akin to what’d be referred to as a ‘xenogender’ externally

i think the biggest reason why i’m so averse to being referred to / perceived as a woman in public but fine with it in hyper specific metaphysical scenarios is that ‘woman / girl’ has a completely different definition and association for others than it does for me

faceapp detects this photo of elon musk as a woman

anti-AI panic juxtaposed with the Gaza genocide feels deeply perverse, the masses up in arms not against the mass slaughter of thousands (including artists) but for protecting the jobs of the affluent midrankers of hollywood and the culture industry against a threat that may well be imaginary

going to the hospital with rick and morty themed disease. the look on the interning cardiologists face will be awesome

i get mad at incorrect tense and comma usage in my posts

if i don’t get to have free time on my birthday i’ll be making it everyone else’s problem. The best gift you could give me is some time alone with the two people i love most.

i feel like i can’t do what i enjoy most (think in peace) anymore and weekends are the only times i get to do that for more than a couple hours