Crawling out of the wood work to say stupid shit, then go dissappear for another month. I forgot this is why I don't do social media

TBH, I'm completely shocked about how well blue sky is handling technical issues, an influx of new users, and being a new platform all at once. Twitter could never. Kudos bluesky :3

World building is fun because nothing needs to make any fucking sense. My world, my context. It forces you to throw out your preconceived notions about culture. In fact, I love when the world building becomes a godamn metanarrivte on our own culture. I think this is one way writing is superior too.

I'm watching depression and other mental quickly quickly suck the joy out of anything I try to do. Which makes it even worse cause I feel like shit for not doing anything. Just a little lost rn more then anything, hope is fickle in these trying times.

Trans people, Hell yeah!

Friday is never a good day for me, by the time I get done I'm burnt out and wayyy more susceptible to depression. Being on here also doesn't help but, I feel as though I have an obligation to catch up on stuff and what the people I admire are doing. So don't do what I'm doing, be kind to yourself

I'm convinced Bo Burnham's "Welcome to the internet" could single handedly topple north Korea.

5 words, 50 words, 500 words, 5,000 word. Or 50,000 words.
It's still art, and I wish I could get that through my thick skull

There's a lot I can say, a lot I want to say, and a lot that I should say.
But for now.
I take comfort in being human, in knowing I share my home with all of you.
The world spins without my suffering in mind, everything I belive in will be here tomorrow, and everyday after.

Had a sudden burst of inspiration and sat down to write an essay. Put about 750 words down in 15 minutes. Yet my brain continues to insist I did not do enough. For the logic center of the body... the math ain't mathing.

And now... November, where good faith discussion (and my life) goes to die. Stay sane out there guys, democracy doesn't depend on it, but my empathy does :3

No plans for Halloween :(
In light of such, I will be preparing a curse for those who do.

As a writer in the furry fandom, it feels like I'm always playing second fiddle to those that do visual art. No shade obv, you guys are the life blood. But it can be a real kick in the balls at times :/

Being alive is cool up until your about... 10-11ish. Then it's just damage control all the way down