Roady @Roady_Dragonfae@awoo.space

@Oneironott If you ever have an opportunity, there's a perfect riverside forest off of I-90. It's a very healing location along the bank of the Snoqualmie river and I'd love to share it with fellow kin.

That sense of seething frustration when people can't understand something as simple as western gender roles being an imperialist, racist, and misogynist construct.

Funny enough, this is coming about in response to a middle class liberal TERF instead of your typical angry white guy.

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̴͈̖͔̼͔̠̭̹̘̐̾̀̔̄͛̕͝.̧̝̻̹̥͕̯̭͍͇̀̀́̑̎.̵̢̢̧̛̭̰͈̌̏̂̈́̅͡.̘̮̹̤̞̘̿̾̓̄͆̋̌̃͘͢e̵̥̲̳̖̝̭̗̗̟͌̈́̅̅̕̚̚ë͓̺̤̠͚͈͇̔̒̉͐͜͟e͖͓̬͍̞͚͙̎͒̑͆̽̉̚E̵͕̜̹̮̫͇̤̞͙͗̃͑͋͠i̛̞̫̣͔̻̘̲̭̪̎̈̀̾̀̋̌̈́̚i̶̡̨͙͓̳̟̱̙̽̾͛͌͂̔̒̏̕͡d͚̳̠͎̦̫̙͔͊͐́͐̈́̔̓̂̓̕͢ t̷̜̙̰̮̪͇͊͑̊́͟͜͞͡͠͝s̶͇̦̝̠̪̎̈́̀͛̿̃͒̃u̡͙̫̭̮͈̳͂͋̅͆̽͂͐̌m̨̛̮̰̪̹͎̝̘̤̔̀̂͠͞ u̴̟̞̩͚̦͔͚̬͈͑͒̈͗͑̑͛͘ö̴̥̞̘̞̖̈̀̀̅̕̕͢͠͡ý̧̜̙͍̰̠̟̮̳͈͋͗͛̂͗̈́͞͠ f̴̰͍̪̟̱̬̜͙̻̄̀͒͐͑̍̔͜ǫ̵̖̦̙̖̭̠̲̣̂̿̐͂̑͌̕̚͜.̷͎͖̪̱͓͙͓͗͌̋̈̈́̄͜.̧̢̟͎̯̖̺̞̉̀͂̓̋̓̕͜ͅ.̴̨̬̳͎̲̬͔̣̭̀̃̂̚͘͡e̮͉̙͙̪̟̘̪̲͐̉̀̉͘̕͠n̶̛͓̥̥̝̳͂́̓́̒̈̇ơ̤̞̺̩͇̬̗̻͐̈́̽̉̔̃̈́͊͢.̷̨͕̟̫͙͙͇̭̓͒̿̊̇̋̂̽̚.̵̮͓̱̩̤̐́͋̈̅̊́̚͟͞.̸̨̡̨̬͚̲̣̪͋̏̓̅͘͝ẘ̸̬̬͖̭̆̾́̀̈̀̕͘͡ͅȍ͖͍̥̪͓̭̘̯͉̼̎̔̏̃͑̂̉N̷̦͇̳̗̠̘̫̈́̽͒͂̍͘͜ͅ
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Back in high school, I shit you not, I would always put on the background music to the Mii Channel while reading the Darwin Awards.

Also found an adorable tank top with clovers all over that was just screaming for me to have it. xP

First time ever shopping for clothes in the women's aisle of goodwill, looking for something other than t-shirts to wear under my flannel.

I'm longing for cuddles tonight... This last week has taken such an emotional toll that I just wish to collapse in to someone's arms and feel that warmth and security of being little spoon...

Timesplitters is hardly ever talked about these days, and that's sad. That series by far had the best multiplayer of any game series of its time with replay value that's unmatched. And what other multiplayer game would I get to be a dinosaur setting a circus bear on fire with a flamethrower and shooting a gingerbread man in the face with a revolver?

If they ever brought Timesplitters back with online multiplayer, it would blow the shit out of TF2 and Overwatch. I guarantee.

It's been a fucking terrible day and I need to be in the presence of some good company right now... I'm back in Seattle and wouldn't mind catching up with folks.

Today. In South Seattle. My friend's vehicle was stolen today. My backpack was still inside... My surface, my books....My dog's ashes. Important possessions in my life. Were taken along with my friend's vehicle.

It can't be more American to be involved in a carjacking to support some asshole's heroin habit on the 4th of July.

No matter how many fucking times I keep telling my business partner I'm a they/them, he keeps misgendering me. I'm fucking sick of it, to the point where if he does it again... I'm gonna throw the most unforgettable shit fit he'll have ever seen. Because I'm done telling him over...and over...and over again. He's a smart guy, but good god is he a dense motherfucker.

Plus I have three weeks of mail in my PO Box I need to retrieve.

Looks like it'll take a while before I become an official steward of the property...

At this point, I'm heading back up to Seattle. It's a familiar place, my business partners are there, thus I don't have to use up all of my brain power on survival.

I just realized. Living as a steward for a 96 acre property in SW Washington is perfect for doing what I've always wanted to do for this community. Hosting campouts.

Given my friend plans in using this property for a bioregional school which I will be an organizer of, I could even host a few workshops or even a full blown retreat.

After all I've been through, this is exactly the kind of break I've been waiting for.

I hope everyone is doing okay.

I'm harshly reminded that I should save fasting for when I'm in solitude. The vulnerable position it puts me in takes me on a very unsettling ride in the presence of humans.

Some random asshokey calls me a soy boy?

Joke's on them because I like my coffee as dark and bitter as the abyss where his heart should be.