My nightly routine is staring at myself in the mirror after the clown paint has washed off and thinking "maybe one day I will do the things I desperately wish for and capture the life I envy so bitterly in others!" before remembering that dreams are for GOOFS and that the best I can do is go by Any/All pronouns on the blog I write muppet porn on. And then wake up and go to work CISGENDER AND SUFFERING as capitalism intended. MANY SUCH CASES!












