job applications are genuinely horrifying. why can't i just go to the facility and beg for a job until they shove me in uniform and pay me money.
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job applications are genuinely horrifying. why can't i just go to the facility and beg for a job until they shove me in uniform and pay me money.
giggling because what do you mean that the morning fronters got overwhelmed when we went to go see a movie, so as soon as we get home, they booted some of the most quiet alters we have in front to deal with our parent's ass computer to do work for their business.
the anxiety holder that wasn't ever an anxiety holder before: welcome to today's episode of, why is someone who never fronts for dysphoria reasons suddenly fronting for something he has no idea how to handle?
screaming into the void like a little bitchboy who lost its mind. that's me, i'm the little bitchboy who lost its mind.
genuine question for the radqueer community (because we're relatively new and this has been something we've been wondering for a while since we can't find any actual answers), is there a difference between kinks and paraphilias?
if there is or isn't, we're supportive regardless because we genuinely don't give two shits what anyone does with their lives and believe anyone should be able to live their lives however they so desire, but still a question we'd like answered, lmao.
"i'm having a crisis, how many identities did i have again?"
why are nightmares genuinely so horrific at times. and why do i vaguely want to draw the scene of our nightmare that woke it up because i can make it look cool. what is wrong with us.
now you hate me, are you afraid of me? are you able to feel culpability?
/lyr