I feel like dancing. Cut a fucking rug if you feel called out~
[Mr. Capgras Encounters a Secondhand Vanity: Tulpamancer's Prosopagnosia / Pareidolia (As Direct Result of Trauma to Fusiform Gyrus)]
I really want to tell off this asshole for their bullshit gender-normative labling of our system, but the front won't let me.
I don't get the point of that. We aren't going to ever talk to this person again, and their self-righteous assholery is making me physically ill.
I do not understand you sometimes headmate.
In order to increase oversight transparency, we are now providing complimentary collars and cuffs. Participation in the program is perfectly voluntary and provided for your convenience.
After all, how else are you going to know who's pulling your leash~
Report to your nearest #mastodom for a free fitting.
In my pines (2/2)
Your pretty eyes saw an unpleasent end
In these pines I call my home
Rest your head free from that nightmare
We are jealious with our kind
My girl, my girl, where will you go
We're going where the cold wind blows.
In the pines, in the pines
Where the green sun shines
I would give her the whole night too~
Currently subverting the binary of consciousness.
Hack the Hack the Planet slogan.