May 30, 2025
yeah like, using it/its pronouns is always so cool its the shit
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yeah like, using it/its pronouns is always so cool its the shit
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Oh, so you're answering asks again?
Oh, there you Be careful out there
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I've seen people identify as more than one gender simultaneously. It's good
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To be fair, people who loudly, publicly identify as non-binary are cool And, also to be fair, are rad people.
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Show me an autistic trans person and I'll show you extreme radiance.
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I am once again not dead yet
Much to the dismay of the gods, I continue to persist
I have not been awake and active for months and I return from the grave once more, as I am want to do, only to rediscover that I know absolutely nothing about this space I have cultivated for myself
It's not cultivation anymore, the garden is dead and rotting and I am standing in the wasteland of something that was once alive in bloom
The ticking clock is calling my name again
Its strange, for the purpose of it is useless it broke long ago before I had a name to show and now it calls me
It knows
It knows what I have done and who I moulded myself into to better fit the world I left behind and the world I would come into and it makes me wonder
How does it know the name of a creature that does not have one