Rosemary @honeybrew_coffee@computerfairi.es

I love writing so much, I love it so much, I love playing with tense and perspective, I love that I'm writing something trippy and playful and full of love

Destiny is fake and people's obsession with it is toxic and has done innumerable harm to society— but damn do I love books where a character is drawn inexorably to a terrible destiny that consumes all

Stuart Little, son of man, of woman born, cannot kill Macbeth

May my legacy be that of love freely given and when the pine box has rotted away and the last remaining memories fade, may that love be passed down hand to hand— a small candle fluttering in the darkness of time

Tired ass werewolf hours

Xe's more cortisol than man, sir

Bet it feels really fucking good for a demon to make a possessed body crawl on walls and ceilings. To make the body to make wild faces and gnash etc. like stretching feet after a long drive

For over a decade I thought the last line of Broom People by The Mountain Goats was "I'm a battling frog!" And honestly that's the fun part of being hard of hearing/deaf and listening to music

I keep finding ways to describe my experience with my brain and body with mech metaphors to people who have no idea what I'm taking about, but like it just makes so much sense

Me: *finishes reading a horror novel about a trans fella figuring his sexuality in backwater Appalachia*
Hoopla: You really like this stuff huh? Maybe next you should read the Meditations of Marcus Aurelius

Day two of waking up to no one distributing impractically large swords to women

It's mind-blowing that I felt seen by this book and Lucy Undying. I contain multitudes

The Woods All Black by Lee Mandelo is rewiring my brain and altering my chemistry

I think it's time to find a local leatherworker and get a strapon harness

Thank you to the one page zine for teaching me how to make an impromptu notebook/sketchbook/zine at a moments notice

God made wizards so I can dunk on those fools

Hey what gives???

Wake me up when they start distributing impractically large swords to women

Didn't find out until too late that the AQI was in the triple digits— had me experiencing butch/phlegm dynamics