Why yes I did chop all my hair off yesterday. Yes, I do indeed believe this makes me entirely too powerful. And yes, you have my enthusiastic consent to simp and thirst to your heart’s content.

If you’re like me, you have to constantly be reminded to drink enough water. Maybe this will help, ey?

Link in BI-o. (Get it? See what I did there?)

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#bi #bisexual #lgbtq #queerartist #stickers #

Hi. I’m Jess. I’m a nonbinary illustrator here to create art that’s charming, cheeky, and gives a source of expression, representation, and affirmation. Whether this is the first we’re meeting or we go way back, your presence is important. You are precious, valid, and worthy of joy. Spread the word!

A Monday vibe.

Well that was predictably short lived 🙄 I’m glad for those who had the most to lose by losing access to TikTok but i also know I’m not the only one who’s a) super suspicious and waiting for the other shoe to drop, and b) just fkn salty about the whole bullshit situation.

Watched the shutters close on TikTok. I’m… numb.

To the uninitiated it sounds silly to be grieving the loss of an app.

The last few years have been filled with challenges and chaos both globally and personally and damn it TikTok was my safe place. I’m allowed to be sad about this. We all are.

Ok. I’m about to be a tiktok refugee so we’re gonna give this the ol’ college try for real this time. I think. Maybe. Possibly. Theoretically. Potentially.

Uh. Hi. I’m Jess. I love hockey. I’m a vet tech. I sometimes make art. Here’s some of my art and my cat for tax purposes.

Feels like a good night for #hockey! #orlandosolarbears #solarstatus #solarbearshockey

I love that I’ve gotten so into hockey, consumed enough hockey content across enough social platforms that my algorithm thinks I’m delulu enough to play & is recommending gear manufacturers. Sorry Bauer. The only way I’ll ever own hockey gear is game used equipment signed by players I admire. 😅

Peak AuDHD moment:
Attempting to make a list of things I like to introduce myself to Bluesky and then a) forgetting everything I’ve ever liked in my life and b) getting so hung up on making sure it’s formatted correctly and fits the char limit that I get fed up and dump it. Hi. This is me.

Welp. Here we are. Uh. Hi?