Mr Frog hitting the Jeb Bush meme pose
These photos are giving me
Mr Frog hitting the Jeb Bush meme pose
These photos are giving me
So…
I might have Klinefelter Syndrome? Unsure until I get a karyotype done. But if I do, then holy shit I need HRT like yesterday.
Growing up is realizing that your grandmother is probably regretting making you read the entire King James Bible in a year considering that you are now able to call out all her hypocrisies as a “Christian”
-Was friends with fishers, prostitutes, tax collectors and carpenters (occupations seen as “less than desirable”)
-Was a carpenter himself
-Said that the most important commandment was “Love thy neighbor as thyself”
-Called out the public pray-ers (similar to publicity Christians) as hypocrites.
What conservatives refuse to accept is this is THE CANONICAL VERSION OF CHRIST. Seeing as he (just to name a few):
So voidgirls are like flamingos in a sense…
Noted
So, I’m definitely going back to the apartment smelling like wall texture and latex paint. Definitely probably gonna shower with my milk and honey body wash.
Side query: what does a voidgirl smell like? I imagine skittles, but that’s probably me just feeling snackish rn…
If I had to choose, it still take Blue Collar over government work. Even if it does leave me dustier than a talking head.
I DO NOT miss being a Coastie (with all due respect)
Androgyny (in my experience) is like a weird exchange program.
You exchange some masculine traits for feminine ones. Except those feminine traits don’t really belong to you, they instead belong to the esoteric void gf that latched itself onto you.
Titus pulling a “no u” on a Tzeench Sorcerer
Or
Sa’Kan Aura Farming on a Necron
Wild mint
My emotions belong to me and those I share them with.
It is not up to someone else whether you are irredeemable or not.
No one truly feels my emotions but me.
Empathy is hollow unless you truly want to understand.
People forget that forgiveness is two-way.
Forgiveness should not be demanded.
It’s like a panini press, only for friends or “mates”
Hunk-efaunt Grey-stud
Alternatively: Drive-Kweh
@voidgoop.bsky.social Now you know why I’m a filthy Northstar Main
Series of high points in my life, and some lovely people too. Fuck the haters, we out here eatin gooooood.
Fuck it we ball
1: Raiden from MGS post-cyborg operation. (Custom gamer mouse body make me feel some type of way)
2: Northstar Titan (Her voice makes me WEAK)
I swear to fuck, my digestive system is tryna kill me 😥
Let’s go make a Caffeine Obelisk!
Fucking BASED. Now to run my guitars through through it and see what the fuck I can do
Back home after a bit of vacation, can’t say if I feel better or not. Guess I just gotta see how this good feeling lasts. Idk.
Purging… Purging… Tech Purge Successful. Shut Down Current System? [Y]/N Shutting Down… Goodbye, ARBOR_W
So now…who am I now? Or rather, who are we?
We are System_Oracle
Arbor
Eric
Kiai
Maestro
Aco
Compiling Data… ERROR! System Corruption Detected…
But now it feels like I’ve lost the point because they’re dragging me away from it by trying to get a reaction out of me. The changes I’ve made were for MYSELF so that I could be COMFORTABLE with WHO I AM. And if they can’t accept me for me, then were they ever truly by my side in the first place?
Protogen AR-9U5, the first iteration of Argus
Argus Wicker, the current platform of my persona
A collection of thoughts:
Looking back, I’ve done a lot of changing over the past two years. Most of the changes occurring in the past few months alone. But there’s always this sinking feeling that no matter how much I change, it’s never enough for some people.
Spray shop banner that reads “Welcome to the AWtO Shop
So I’m thinking my spray brand is gonna be AWtO Shop, what y’all think?
Sometimes it takes a foundation shaking event to shake loose the chaff from the wheat. Then you use that wheat to make a bread that won’t poison you. I’m thankful everyday for the friends that still talk and have been helping me through my journey. Helping me discover myself and shards.
AwTO out.
Reminiscing pt. 1:
Growing is realizing that your mistakes are MISses that allow you to TAKE corrective action to be better. Letting go hurts, but is essential for that growth to occur.
Growing is also realizing that you still have good friends that didn’t leave when trouble reared its ugly head.