I think I have an ego problem, because I’m far too concerned about whether or not the people I’m thinking about are thinking about me and I know they are not. “I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me” ring really true for me and I fear I might be the problem.

There are no words for the grief of watching people you love living better lives unattached to you.

Dear cis men,
You are not beating chaser allegations when your opener is “I’ve always wanted to try a trans.” Especially if you throw a fit when asked what “a trans” means.

My cat died. David Lynch died. And the government wants me to stop existing in public. Great year so far.

I gave this Cloak and Dagger sketch a quick color today since so many people seemed to dig it:)
#MarvelRivals

Gender me correctly when you talk shit, so I know you mean it.

If you don’t want to read Edgar Allan Poe together by lantern light in a lighthouse on the Irish coast during a full moon, then please don’t classify yourself as “marriage material.”

I’m not catholic, but there have been some scenes in Priest by Sierra Simone that have made me blush. Some mild spoilers to come. #nsfwbluesky #smuttybooks #priestalovestory

I’m so weak for some nsfw audio creators that I explode if I meet someone who vaguely sounds like any of them.

I guess instead of being funny on Bluesky, I’m gonna be horny? I feel like this is a mistake somehow.

Having a “sit on my face, it’ll fix me” kind of night. (Sex will not, in fact fix me. But it will be good distracting fun.)