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beneathhergaze.bsky.social
Swamp Witch 🍂🍁
@beneathhergaze.bsky.social
Witch, wordsmith, midwife of emotions. Terminally online, vehemently anti-AI. DCTID. Always follows the #1 Rule of the Casual Criminalist.

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"If you don't want to be in a poem, don't fuck a poet."
It's giving
November 17, 2025 at 12:25 AM
You need to ban whoever did your Botox, girl. Did you pay actual legitimate currency for this, bc if so, I hope it came with a money-back guarantee.
November 17, 2025 at 12:24 AM
Wait a minute I think she DID have a bleph?? Like for real??
November 17, 2025 at 12:13 AM
Oh my god, she looks like she went to the same doctor that did Matt Gaetz's blepharoplasty
November 17, 2025 at 12:09 AM
Overall I love the way the library system functions here so, so much, especially Melcat, but I'll DM you about some location-specific thoughts I have.
November 16, 2025 at 10:50 PM
D went to take a nap so she has been placated for now. How tf am I somehow air traffic control for a grown-ass man bc of this neurotic cat 😭
November 16, 2025 at 8:35 PM
HELL YEAH
November 16, 2025 at 7:42 PM
This man is responsible for every wrinkle and fine line on my face and he is not the least bit sorry
November 16, 2025 at 7:38 PM
If he's gonna make me suffer then I'm gonna make all y'all suffer with me too
November 16, 2025 at 5:40 PM
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I hope Alice’s memory is never sanitized. She supported free Palestine. She believed in deep pleasure for disabled people, sexual, aesthetic & otherwise. She was unflinching in calling out people’s bullshit. Don’t let the mainstream turn her into some desexualized defanged inspiration porn!!!
November 16, 2025 at 11:27 AM
Father has acquiesced to a sufficient amount of cuddles (i.e. being in her proximity on the bed) so now it's nap time
November 16, 2025 at 2:37 AM
She is so spoiled, I stg
November 16, 2025 at 1:37 AM
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Disability ancestors aren’t gone; they accompany us. In our organizing, in mutual aid, in the awkward joy of surviving another day that wasn’t designed for us. They’re in every access met, every gentle reminder to slow down, every firm refusal to abandon one another.
November 16, 2025 at 12:08 AM
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In disability communities, grief isn’t episodic. It’s cumulative. It layers. It reverberates. We lose people who should’ve had decades more time—because the world is engineered to wear us down. And yet, in that same world, disabled people keep building life with one another anyway.
November 16, 2025 at 12:08 AM