Oi! How's everyone lately? I haven't been on in aaages!

i like the fact that i live in a world where people of any sex/gender can say ‘suck my dick’ and no one questions it 

Micky turned around, interest piqued. "Oh. Hey. You just popped outta nowhere. Hi there. Uh. This is London. Unless ywant the area. In which case I ain't the best person ta ask, sorry man." He grinned at the being who had not previously been there, unphased.

Micky’s head wasn’t on walking as he made his way back from work, which had technically gotten him lost.

He wouldn’t admit he was lost, but it certainly happened. Which was how Micky somehow ended up lost, in London, at nine PM, on a Friday night.

Micky's head wasn't on walking as he made his way back from work, which had technically gotten him lost.

He wouldn't admit he was lost, but it certainly happened. Which was how Micky somehow ended up lost, in London, at nine PM, on a Friday night.

Cheerily free on his day off from both school and work, Micky was whistling.He walked with a lilt to his steps unique to extraordinarily confident and pleased young adult males. He stopped and blinked when he saw a flier for a fleamarket and immediately turned to explore.

"Oh. That's sweet then! Haha." Mickey shrugged, looking around. "I wish I had more friends, honest."

“You guys can be friends with angels? You’re allowed an’ stuff?” 

"You guys can be friends with angels? You're allowed an' stuff?" 

“How does anyone survive without computer skills in this day an’ age?” Micky asked, musing half to himself and half to Crawly. “Who’s the Owl anyway? Is he cool ‘sides the computer thing?”

"How does anyone survive without computer skills in this day an' age?" Micky asked, musing half to himself and half to Crawly. "Who's the Owl anyway? Is he cool 'sides the computer thing?"

Micky winced at the crack. “Don’t that hurt? An’ that sounds pretty cool actually. I’d like t’ meet another one, y’know?” 

Micky winced at the crack. "Don't that hurt? An' that sounds pretty cool actually. I'd like t' meet another one, y'know?" 

Micky chuckled. “LED doesn’t exactly tan. You guy come in all shapes and sizes and species an’ types then, huh? Demons, I mean. Are angels that way too? I haven’t ever met an angel.”

Micky chuckled. "LED doesn't exactly tan. You guy come in all shapes and sizes and species an' types then, huh? Demons, I mean. Are angels that way too? I haven't ever met an angel."

Micky laughed a bit, yawning in the sun as they walked. “I like the sun when I don’t have work to be doin’, y’know? Screens are harder to read in the sun, so I usually get mosta my light from the glow of a computer screen. You know… you sound kinda cold blooded. Are you like some sorta cold blooded demon or somethin’? Is that possible?”

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This is the most aggravating thing. 

Yours,

Micky.

ADDENDUM: MICKY WILL TRY TO BE HIS FRIEND AND NEVER STOP TRYING

oh god my baby

Oi. What're the features ywant gone? An' whats the code?

I altered my theme to a simple one. I have my eyes on a different one, but that one has some features I don’t wanna have and I dunno how to get rid of’em :(

Micky laughed a bit, yawning in the sun as they walked. "I like the sun when I don't have work to be doin', y'know? Screens are harder to read in the sun, so I usually get mosta my light from the glow of a computer screen. You know... you sound kinda cold blooded. Are you like some sorta cold blooded demon or somethin'? Is that possible?"

Micky grinned as he did the same with his own, mostly just to fit in with what Crawly was doing. “I’m an indoor man. Give me a bank of humming computers and warm batteries for heat and I’ll be the happiest guy in the world.”

Why is the term “friend zone” so popular when the term “unrequited love” already exists and is more accurate? I suspect it’s because it shifts the locus of responsibility. “Unrequited love” focuses on the person who has the crush. The feelings being discussed are the crushing person’s, thus the responsibility in on them to get over their crush and move on. “Friend zone”, on the other hand, focuses on the crush object’s choices. The phrase erases the agency of the crushing person. All blame for their pain is put on the crush object. “Unrequited love” is something that can happen to both sexes, but “friend zone” is a sexist concept that implies that women are solely responsible for men’s happiness, and not men themselves.

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im fine with gay people unless they make out in front of me. im fine with straight people unless they make out in front of me. stop making out in front of me it makes me feel self conscious.

Micky grinned as he did the same with his own, mostly just to fit in with what Crawly was doing. "I'm an indoor man. Give me a bank of humming computers and warm batteries for heat and I'll be the happiest guy in the world."

Micky sat down across from him, nodding. “Yeah, mate. I getcha. I’m glad it’s spring. It’ll get warmer soon an’ we won’t have to deal with the snow or freezy rain anymore.”