Roady @Roady_Dragonfae@awoo.space

I know I'll run into a mate eventually. The amount of time in getting there is just...Painful.

It's just a longing for more intimacy in my life... A deeper connection. At the same time I hit some kind of a wall when it comes to bringing people closer.

Time and again I keep choosing isolation over intimacy... It's time for that cycle to finally come to an end.

The mullet is an underappreciated hairstyle David Bowie extricated from the tangles of hickdom and queered the everloving fuck out of.

@ktdrg@mastodon.social Mmmmn~ Now I just need someone to rub my tummy. xP

@ktdrg@mastodon.social Methinks you're gonna be my breakfast~ *nom*

This morning, I was sitting in the petco parking lot when I see a cop car coming around and making its way to the other side of the lot. I quickly turn to look at Koko before glancing behind me. Even at the trajectory the cop car was heading, it was gone. Nowhere to be seen.

Am I actually seeing interceptors that aren't really there? This is fucking creepy...

Is my PTSD bad enough that I'm actually seeing cop cars that aren't there? It's happened twice already.

Once, when I was riding through Chinatown in my mope, I see a cop car in my mirror and turn onto a one way street. Circled the block, and the car was gone. Even though the only way they could go was a one way street. (To be continued)

Don't look at me like that! This is way, waaaay better than the cone.

I'm getting closer and closer to reaching a good amount of stability. First week of work was hectic, but I'm picking up on it quickly.

Living situation is still a bit dicey. One of the friends I'm staying with might be able to take care of Koko so I can move back into the van.

Trailer is still a possibility. It's just a matter of waiting for it. Overall, I wish I could be there for people more often than I can. I miss everyone, and I look forward to when we can see each other again.

I can't for the life of me understand why people go into datura expecting they can get something recreational out of it.

The entire Solanaceae(nightshade) family has a long and documented history of being used as a method of exploring incredibly dark aspects of oneself.

To put this in a shamanic perspective, entheogens such as mushrooms and ayahuasca are a journey to the upperworld. Solacaneae plants like jimsonweed and belladonna are a journey to the underworld.

I've been wanting to make a lewd account for a while. Once I found out there's an instance dedicated to some of my favorite kinks? I pounced on it! Feel free to follow me at @RoadyAfterDark

Between now and when I move into my permanent residence, it looks like I have to move back into my van.

If I can't find another temporary housing situation, I'm willing to pay anyone who's interested in boarding Koko. We're not stranded right now, but I would like to secure either one of these possibilities within the next few days. I want to make sure she's safe between now and when I move into the trailer. Cheers!

I started feeling a sore throat during my shift. Like hell I'm calling in on my first week of work, so as soon as I got back I washed down a whole bulb of garlic with a cup of chaga and passed out for most of the afternoon. Fucking destroyed it.

An adorable crate for an adorable moped!

You can take a Montanan out of Montana, but you can't take Montana out of a Montanan~

Holy shit. The people I work with are chill as hell. Even more so than Dunn I reckon. Looking forward to starting my first full shift tomorrow!