part of me clings to the tiny spark of hope that i can get my consciousness poured into one someday. and like, that's a DISTANT sci-fi pipe dream with the way the world is, but like i genuinely feel kinda rooked by getting stuck in a body that i had no say in creating, and that i have only the most limited abilities to edit. i want to be sexy and strong, yeah, but also smart and self-repairing and able to survive for a long, long time.

the reason i guess i identify with them is because a lot of the time i feel so powerless against the thrashing tides of the world's chaos. i wish i was something stronger, something that could define my own body and existence on my own terms. until we reach a world where we can make that dream a reality for everyone, i can at least practice for the part as best i can.

@distressedegg hey just so you know this resonated a hell of a lot