for real, sometimes I sound cynical but I want to be clear: the goal is a world where everyone gets to feel loved and live a fulfilling life of their choice. no cops. no bosses. no landlords. no borders. just people and love and the whole green earth
this and NOTHING less
if you think it sounds sappy or impossible, that's the cop in your head. it's more than possible, it's inevitable. you can see it peeking through, even now. you can meet the people building it
you can BE one of those people
Anyone who punches down just because they can is abusive. All that time the red flag was waving right in my face and I didn't see it because I hadn't figured that out yet, and because I thought I could talk him out of it.
gender
Okay, I think I'm getting closer to gender. I'm most likely enby. I don't quite experience dysphoria, per se. Instead, not wanting to be a boy is more dysmorphia. However, wanting to be a girl is euphoria. Like, there may be some dysphoria, don't get me wrong, but I think a not insignificant part of my body hatred is more not liking my body than not liking how male it is. Still trying to work this shit out, but we're getting closer, we think.
my brain, re: old but not like *really* old music jokes
This was just something stupid that came to mind when I realized there was a Colorado blvd. where mom's thinking of moving. I love my brain.
Phlebotomist. Cyberwitch. Artist. Fighter. Accidental breaker of computers.
Genderfluid enby. Pansexual/-romantic. Kitsune-kin (9-tailed)/Incubus-kin. Plural, with a bunch of headmates.
DAMNED PROUD ANTIFASCIST and an anarchocommunist.
Be warned: In theory, I post both lewd/NSFW and incredibly personal stuff.
(In practice, it's been a while, but who knows?)