blanketnestresident
I Live in a Pile of Blankets
24, She/Her. Slowly but surely, I'm building a dollhouse for my toy frogs, like a sane person.
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unfortunately no eclipse photography can ever outdo the waffle house one from 2017
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(flight intercom) this is the pilot speaking. yeah we expect todays flight to be normal. um if you look out your window you shouldnt see the skull
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A bit of introspection about my experience as an asexual person! A comic for @ohjoysextoy
This little comic is my personal experience with asexuality. It’s so important to me that this isn’t interpreted as the only asexual experience. Every ace person has a different story to tell, and it’s so important to listen to every voice! My aceness also ties into my gender and my experience with romance; introspection for another day, perhaps!
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does anyone else get a surge of fondness for their friends over the little things? the things that, technically, don't matter all too much, the things you could forget eventually.
like the fact that they do their wordle everyday, without fail. like the fact that they've worn the same ring everyday since middle school.
this isn't meant to be poetry, but it also kind of is. when i talk about my friends it feels like poetry— like i'm trying to capture a sunset in a bottle, capture laughter in a little box.
i think i'll always cherish the way that they are, wholly and unfiltered. down to the missed messages and late replies. i'll cherish the unprompted ukulele sessions, the nicknames that never fully went away. i'll wrap up our memories and store them at my desk, where i can always look back, even if it hurts. even when it doesn't.
there was a point to this and now it's gone. the point was somewhere between the days i last saw them all and is buried wedged inside a couch, the same one we nearly lost a phone to back in high school. the point is i love my friends for all their imperfections and i love them for all the times that i've cried.
there's a thank you on my tongue for everything, the big and the small.
thank you for editing my birthday video. thank you for seeing me after class. thank you for eating with me at lunch. thank you for holding me when i cried. thank you for staying over. thank you for giving me rice. thank you for smiling at me. thank you thank you thank you.
maybe these are all things i'll forget eventually. maybe we're all dust specks in this corner of the universe and maybe in a few years i'll look back and i won't remember the way you hated mangos on desserts at all.
that's okay. that's okay.
did you finish your daily wordle?
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this is a way better model... you'll still get transphobic & intersexist drs of course but i prefer this to male / female or even having separate questions for gender & sex.
[we can't see the full form, but i'd suggest having a "something else" option and dominant hormone question too.]
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gonna download the extremely bad 3rd party dnd sex book so I can laugh at it
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