Synfulrants - Patron Saint Of Roses

embarrassment has good bones

Is it a headmate? Is it a fragment? Is it a facet? Is it a persona? Am I subconsciously masking? Am I subconsciously/involuntarily otherlinking/copinglinking? Is it a kinshift? Is it a ’flicker? Is it age regression? Is it a mood? Is it impulsivity? Is it an intrusive thought that I’m reacting to? Is it genderfluidity? Is it pronoun/namefluidity?

Who knows! Who cares! I don’t need to stress about this, it doesn’t matter! It’s a mode that the “I” is in, the way I feel in that moment! And I will make a pluralkit/tupperbox for it so I can express myself and decide the rest later! Or never! These labels are a construct! Personhood itself is a construct! I don’t need to box myselves! I can just live!

Ugh, hit with the social anxiety beam again.

Hate how lighting a candle does wonders to my mood. Like wowwww. Grug like fire? Grug not sad anymore because Fire in Cave? Wow. Real predictable of Grug.

this should not have gagged me as hard as it did

"i'm gay" "i'm straight" ok? well i am drowning, there is no sign of land. you are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand and i hope you die, i hope we both die

Franz Kafka, 1912

Forever mad that people continue to shit on "stargender" as an example of an outlandish nonbinary identity. Women and men have claimed the sun and moon a million times over in different configurations. Why shouldn't we be beautiful, infinitely varied stars?? Which are also sometimes suns and moons and planets! What about our heavenly bodies makes you cringe?