Sorry, Peri. I can't make it.

can we stop misogyny so i can speak about slag without people thinking of the sexist slur? i want to talk about the stony waste matter separated from metals during the smelting or refining of ore

died and came back refreshed and ready to appreciate life to its fullest but everyone was so ready for something to be wrong with me that they take my positive attitude as some kind of frightening mania and refuse to see anything otherwise

the inevitable march of time doesn’t matter because its always followed by the inevitable april of time which has much more pleasant weather

I think people would be less suicidal if they were allowed to talk about being suicidal without risk of being sent to the Torture Dungeon

Alright tell me in the tags, what’s Your Poem? That poem you heard once and it has dwelt within you ever since?

is that your penis in your hand or is it my penis. you and i have begun to blur

next dw showrunner should beg for ncuti back and the only acknowledgement of the regeneration is a throwaway "what, babe, never had a little narrative breakdown before?"