Rosemary @honeybrew_coffee@computerfairi.es

My body hurts so so so bad but the sun is out and flower petals are spinning through the air and all I want to do is dance in this radiant moment

I've had friends in abundance before, but they often have vanished when my life gets hard. But now it's like "I'm going to come with you to your appointment and make them listen" "I care about the mental load it takes for you to communicate with me, let me lighten the load" "I know it's hard for you to accept affection, lets find a way to work through this together." And that's probably because of my circle is so full of CC and disabled folks who just get it.

I never thought I'd reach a point in my life where I would have an abundance of lovers and friends who care so much for me and approach me with kindness and support the way I have now.

I need my bench set up and a spoke shave (the sexiest hand tool) so I can make myself a new cane

Despite having been a story teller all my life I'm playing a bard for the very first time, I'm really enjoying Dungeon World and finally getting to be a PC

I walked through a cloud of flower petals and the sun is out so no matter what today will be a good day

Y'all need to up your game, I cannot be hopping over low bars with these femmes and being treated like someone exceptional for doing so.

What lesbian prince will I present myself as this evening?

I have had next to no sleep but I'm gonna have a great day

I WILL

I will make you a casserole

I'm wearing outfits you people wouldn't believe. Black blouses sliding off my shoulder at the scene of the crime. I wore theee layers of glitter in the dark places near the corners of my eyes. All those costumes will be in my memory, like silverplate. Time to dress.

Came up with a character name and then went that HAS to be a Friends at the Table character yet I can't find evidence of a Torchlight Candleabra anywhere

Had a first date with a cute girl the other week where we watched Wrath of Khan and I (naturally) popped off every time I saw the reliant because I (naturally) get excited whenever I see a Miranda Class starship (who wouldn't) and yet despite my obvious and loud dorkery I scored a second date

Zoomies may have been the solution all along

Fuckin awoo n all that

It's real fuckin werewolf hours rn

Sometimes I think back on the gay elders who gave me insight and guidance and kept me as safe as they could when I was so young and I wish I could hug them again. I often get so frustrated with the rhetoric that we have no elders because they all died, because they're still here, they're still out there, and many of them still work hard to help younger generations.

The second spell worked wonders my finger glides right across the pan. May work this foul spell one to two, perhaps even three times