drawing you is a delight!

1. I am actively packing shirts for the entirety of this recording.
2. This is the only good drawing of me anyone has ever done

Alex is burned out with Rory Blank

On this new episode of the podcast, I am joined by the inimitable @roryblank.bsky.social to discuss dealing with intense burnout and attempting to be a jokey lil' guy in a blighted and ruined world.
hausofdecline.ca/podcast

I saw pink wolves on the outskirts of the city. At midnight. Stalking. Dead-Eyed. I was too slow. I got bitten. Now I'm changing. Rapid aging. I got old and then I perished. All the memories I cherished. Fade in spectral absolution's love. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I saw pink wolves in the ether. Pink teeth for ghost hearts. Make it restart. And I woke here. Feeling safety. Oblivious to death. Baby's soft breath.

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Pink Wolves (Demo) | Haus of Decline Get more from Haus of Decline on Patreon

Recording a new album with Anti-Spectacular in June. In the meantime I've been recording demos for it, which are available on the Patreon.
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thank you for your support!

I am a patron and have been following this from the start and it is genuinely creepy, frustrating, and compelling in equal measures.

Diane's eyes go completely white from pain as Peter thrusts himself into her.

New comic on Patreon!
www.patreon.com/posts/i-dont... Subscribe to see the full comic! We're up to 75 pages in my horror comic "I Don't Sleep Well." It may be for you if you're a fan of psychosexual nightmares about men using you.

This is being anyone online, but the trans version of it is super irritating because you'd think our circumstances would leave us immune to the desire to suck Satan's cock, but of course we aren't. No one is immune to propaganda, to quote Garfield.

Being a trans woman online, you are constantly assaulted with the trope of some buoyant, well-to-do influencer offering cartoonishly juvenile advice and discourse explainers from behind algorithm-glazed eyes in a way that mirrors and expounds on our collective suicidal, consumptive inaction.

Also, being subsumed into a depersonalizing social media ecosystem that constantly emphasizes individualistic self-mythologization and vomitous, consumer-oriented lifestyle posting made me have the "everything is ashes. no hope. no hope" feeling.

Of course it is petty and stupid and evil to be angry at someone else's success, but I think it is also desperately fucking rude to tell someone "HEY I'VE OVERTAKEN YOU IN MONETARY SUPPORT IN A SHORTER AMOUNT OF TIME, SO HERE'S A TOKEN OF PITY." Reactions like this from people made everything worse.

Months back, a creator that I had encouraged messaged me saying that her Patreon had exceeded mine and as a result she was bumping up her membership tier on my Patreon! She was attempting to be kind, but she had no idea that what she said was deeply rage-inducing.

I received very little emotional support from people around me, which to some degree was my own fault. Social media made me so paranoid, I still find it immensely difficult to truly open up and be vulnerable around anyone for fear that I am burdening them.

I begrudge no one, but seeing that little number tick down is like a bunch of needles in the neck. What's more, if I try to express any of this publicly, it will be used against me. I am doing it now in the hopes that anyone else who feels this way might be buoyed by relating to my difficulties.

My capacity to create to the level capitalism expects of me was completely upended. While I still could create, it was not enough to meet the demands of a mercurial audience that demands constant entertainment and I have experienced a drop off in Patreon support.

The truth of the matter is that I've been terribly depressed for quite some time. Transitioning publicly and receiving massive swathes of right wing hatred coupled with a devastating death that happened in October of 2024 severely diminished my ability to envision a joyful future.

if they stay in there too long I get scanners brain

A man meets Jesus and says "whoa, it's Jesus. You're such a chill dude." Jesus then grins a malicious grin, points to himself and says "Guess again, bitch. I'm CALVINIST Jesus." Calvinist Jesus hits the man with a steel chair. He then kicks the man in his lower back while the man is curled into a ball on the ground.

The prophecy has been fulfilled

the only people that have those numbers are me, and Liberal Psychopaths that are also following 100k accounts on here

the amount of numbers I have is directly correlated with my self worth

Tryna get over 10k on that Cow Tools post. Getting a five figure Bluesky post is like getting 100,000 fake internet points on other platforms and I am nothing if not a numbers sicko

Alex says "well, economy's fucked. Time to start camming." She asks herself "what's my niche?" She gets an idea. She has set up a sexual version of Cow Tools. Her friend says "I don't get it..."

I need everyone to know that this photo is the banner image for my OnlyFans. I am not joking.

Alex says "well, economy's fucked. Time to start camming." She asks herself "what's my niche?" She gets an idea. She has set up a sexual version of Cow Tools. Her friend says "I don't get it..."

a cartoon character is standing in front of a red door with a peace sign hanging on it . ALT: a cartoon character is standing in front of a red door with a peace sign hanging on it .

I love you people in the replies. 5-6 years down the line, your Gen Alpha friend is gonna show you Blorbo, the hot new cartoon that's actually about trauma?!? Its appeal will be obvious, but also somehow inscrutable to you. You will feel the warm and beautiful sense of cultural isolation I feel.

Its good! It deserves its accolades! But I have COMPLETELY aged out of finding this shit compelling.

When I was 8, I showed my mom the first Jigglypuff episode of Pokémon and she stared at the screen with a Tommy Lee Jones "No Country for Old Men" expression. I didn't understand how she felt right up until the point I saw The Amazing Digital Circus.

Nah, I'm good