And like, I shouldn't care, he's just Some Cishet Guy from the games industry, the server is centered around a game engine I have dropped in favour of more open, less AI infested platforms...

But so many of my former friends are there, and I miss being around them.

Normally that's fine, I do use They in a sense but this guy had gone on record prior as not believing plurality was a thing, (He Didn't Understand It, and anything he Doesn't Understand must not be real) so it wasn't "They, the alters of the Notewell system" it was "They, the dude who's not a woman"

Idk, I guess I'm nearly alone in picking up on this, but also like, the guy couldn't hide his distaste for my existence at all. I remember after I left his server getting a screenshot of him talking about me having left and pretending to care, but calling me "they"

You are certainly going far beyond what I thought was possible, it's super impressive how much you've gotten back!

Spare parts!

When I was a kid they said it was important to be like Jesus so now I exclusively hang out with sex workers, the mentally ill, criminals, and self-sworn enemies of the state and I gotta say it fucking rules

I know, I know, there's no ethical consumption under capitalism

BUT IS THERE NOT AT LEAST A MORE ETHICAL CHOICE THAN FINANCING A FUCKING GENOCIDE ;~;

Clearly you need some help, then. Let me help you :)

The part of my brain that does identity and memories is just fractured. It's broken and put back together. It's like a mosaic made from the fragments of a glass sculpture.

I also take pains to hide this fact 90% of the time. Because I don't want people to think I'm a serial killer.

Yayy! I'm proud!

"aye valve gimme a counter-strike with extra graphics"

"extra graphics"

"and hold the danger zone"

"hold the danger zone?"

"and hold a majority of the maps"

"hold a majority of the maps??"

*petpetpet*