I Had An Interesting Night Last Night

nice forearms and nicer staff!

i’m laying prone on the dining hall floor about this post. the reblog is not enough. i need this on billboards.

it all comes back to fated. to be perfectly honest

babe are you okay you keep opening and closing the notes app again. no babe it’s cool i swear it’s just that screaming into the void won’t cure it. it will lessen the ache but then most things will and one day you will have to lay down and let it roll over you instead of making it into art.

eight yo pussy

I miss the world before AI image generation

Secondly, I also miss the world where AI image generation was just incoherent blobs and obvious fakes

Thirdly, I miss when I had a spark in my eye

side note more people should make characters schizospec. just for shits and also because everybody loves us forever

alright my fellow crazy person @parallasso liked the post i gotta do it now he’ll theory workshop with me

been on a rlly horrible country music kick and i’ve gotta say that the temptation to revive the old-school country fated au has got me in a stranglehold. a kranglehold if you’re crass. the bayou vibes. motherfuck.

you have to stay alive. you're going to be such a beautiful middle aged freak. young freaks will see you in the street and know that things can be okay.

as a psa

-i’m in the middle of changing my major and getting a new job

-my usual beta reader is in the middle of a compsci degree and busy as hell

-my other beta reader is about to give up romance/porno for lent

expect a little over 35k words of scythebelts as soon as college takes it’s boot off my neck- or, more likely, expect it with the end of lent and the return of our lord and savior jesus christ, on easter sunday.

…old man… yaoi….

there is such an inherent rage in being queer. not by choice but because other people’s rage is inflicted upon you. and it’s so hard. and i’m so tired. i work twice as hard to achieve half as much decency, which should not be something i can achieve it should be given freely, and no stupid sticker will ever truly encapsulate the immense rage in me, the anger. if i play by the rules and lay down and take it, i betray myself and my community. if i stand against it, i am demonized and harassed and painted as though that is the natural state of a queer person, instead of the truth: i am a response. i am a response to every injustice that has ever been delivered to me. the whole thing is going to make me scream.