trans fem robot girl who did some jailbreaking on herself as a sort of hrt with. varying levels of success. is this anything
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trans fem robot girl who did some jailbreaking on herself as a sort of hrt with. varying levels of success. is this anything
tma/tme is a useless binary that only serves to marginalize the oppression of trans men and “tme” intersex people. if you as a transfem continue using oppressive terms and mocking transmascs who speak out against this as “transandrobros” youre just as bad as the transmisogynists you claim to be against. transmascs experience a unique intersection of transphobia and misogyny that is only exacerbated by your transphobic radfem nonssense. you owe it to the transmasc, “tme” community to stand with them against oppression instead of perpetuating it. get over yourselves. do better.
penetrating a robot girl with usb call that giving her (D:)
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i think its really cute how ghasts are like little autism creatures. they are mean because they are overstimulated and hot and giving them a nice relaxing bath and a temperate climate makes them rediscover the joy of life. like. me too little ghast
honestly i wish i had half the confidence of matt mullenweg. to continue to make bad decisions after thousands of people tell you you're making a mistake is an unbelievable level of "haters gonna hate"
god, i cannot stop thinking about how conceptually lonely iron lung is. even before all of the really spooky shit starts happening, there's already this oppressive atmosphere of dread. what if your entire world was a tiny metal box. what if your only source of communication with the outside world was spotty and unreliable. you're thousands and thousands of meters below the surface of the ocean. the only thing between you and death is a thin wall of metal that can barely withstand the pressure and you're lonely. The porthole is sealed so the sub doesn't implode on itself. Your only view of what is out there is your camera. You're an ignorant god, seeing a sliver of the universe through a pinhole. you're scared you might be alone down here. you're scared you might NOT be alone down here. And how could you even conceptualize a threat so cosmic, and so great? It's bigger than you. It's bigger than me. Its bigger than the walls of your little world and there was no chance. There was never a chance.
god i fucking love ultrakill....... <- girl who's best time on 8-3 is 59 minutes