Huh, I never payed attention to follower counts but I have quite a few here on gl.c, I feel I should post higher quality content like I used to instead of using this place to vent what I can't in normie spaces. The reason I stopped posting my art and stopped making art entirely shortly after was because I was so so so so so scared of having my artstyle identified by markers I myself didn't even recognize were there, especially with the rise of autism, and then AI hit and I got REALLY scared that someone would somehow be able to identify me through my art because I want to post art as both my real self (socially appropriate art) and as Jazzy (perverted art by an open nomap/zoofag queer deemed mentally ill by society), how do I stop because I'm crying myself to death over these antis, I've stopped multiple careers and quit everything, every hobby, I've just been waiting to die because of these antis. There. Now you know the real Jazzy. I have been trauma dumping and fartposting and being dumb but I'm not ok. Because of these antis and because of lack of support. Hypnotist Sappho disappearing, Mr. Girl turning out to be a fucking creep, my hope just kept getting so fucking shredded. I'm so depressed. I know the sharks might circle and I'll bop their fucking noses if they do, I'm not limp just yet you bastards, but I'm hoping this is more of a signal flare to actual frens. Jazzy needs your help, seriously. The depression is fucking deep. Jazzy has a timeline if things don't get better...Jazzy will probably pussy out but it's a bad sign to have a timeline./vent
Me schizophrenically hunched over my phone taking screenshots because I want to capture the momant the Instagram thicc girl in barely any clothes drops her whole ass down on a soft mannequins face EXACTLY when the shockwave is MID ripple, because I wanna learn to drawn that...I wanna learn to drawn that reall good...
I forgive females for their weak bodies, I was holding that grudge against them for a long time and couldn't admit it, ladies, I'm sorry for lacking respect for you because you're so dainty and could never ever win against me in an arm wrestling match, that's wrong of me, you deserve respect no matter how overpowerable you may be, I guess my frustration comes from my own insecurities, it scares me to see you get hurt or fall down so I hate seeing you do risky things and I say "you're too weak for that therefore you're taking dumb risks" when really what I mean is "I'm scared for you because I'm not confident enough to trust in you"/ventmildsexism
YO wait a minute..........what if a rich guy steals your balls, implants them on top of HIS balls so they'll put the sperm up FIRST because and they'll BLOCK the other BALLS, and then that rich guy RAPES SOMEONE with YOUR BALLS and gets them PREGNANT? HOW will you prove the dna test only prove he stole your balls and NOT that you were the one raping with those balls???/blackmirror
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I hate my family (doesn't that make them a fake family????), they act like just because they give me food and shelter (their duty) that they can walk all over me, lie to me, steal from me, break my property, waste tons of money on stupid shit for themselves after telling me they'll give me the extea help I need then saying there's no money when I ask where the extra help is. I am hoping the day fucking comes soon when one of you and I can get married, move to Florida, get a bungalo, and have a small no-kill farm. We'll have a REAL family then, we'll actually love each other and won't be capitalist little pig piggies who hurt the weakest among them and make them cry/ventpleasemarrymesavemepls
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