YZZAJ @Jazzy_Butts@gameliberty.club

*sigh* I feel inadequate as a person because I can't bottom properly, I have a mental block that makes it very hard and scary for me (but I try)

Should I download grindr again? I've used it before and it's always a fucking disappointment, even if, IF, some cute twink or chubby femboy talks to me, I don't have a car, and my place is a fucking mess right now (working on it, bathroom is stil pristine), but I really need some local internet weirdo furry teenage (18+) femboys to like, hang out with, but I'm worried I'm going to say something to freak them out since my egg is cracked now and I'm a little twitchy, it's fine if I say crazy shit with you guys because you can't see me but if I offend someone irl it's so bad omg I get so much anxiety I hate hurting peoples feelings or making them uncomfortable it makes me physically sick I get nauseous and have to sit down, so...yea

A lot of the dialogue in The Chronicles of Riddick is laughably bad, like Dick Tracy shit, "What're you pitchin' Riddick" and I busy out laughing it's like noir thriller in space I finally put my finger on it

How many beautiful ladies are out there observing my posts silently lurking because I intrigued them? Will it become love? Will I get married? Oh my stomach sinks and my heart jumps at the prospect, I genuinely wish for married life, I want a wife, or even a husband (technically seeking, since he'd be a fem), I want us to plan our lives together, me going off and starting my own business, her/him doing the same, but all the while supporting and loving one another...and maybe one day if the stars allow we could protect a member or two of the next generation, and teach them, how to be better than we were, and I pray to god they listen, because at that point it's in their hands.

I have this mental problem where I think people know what I know, like I reflexively assume they must know all the things I do and then I have consciously remind myself that they don't

I really want to try hard this time world, every time I try to make connections and have a voice I get banned, because everyone makes mistakes and sometimes I say things that people dislike so much that they feel awful, but I never do anything like bully people, it's just that my opinions are so shitty and cancerous (I guess?) that I'm hated. Well I'll try really hard this time to keep the cancer within tolerable bounds. And hopefully, you, world, can finally see the good that can be produced by the non cancerous parts of me.

I bring this up because in my day "nsfw" meant, literally what wasn't safe for work in a sterile office environment, no wet tshirts or car girls, this isn't a mechanic shop, so when I see what counts as "sfw" these days I laugh because protruding nipples and dominatrix boots weren't what were called "sfw" for most of my life

Calling someone a buttfold is a new good insult I just invented (don't use it against loved ones)

My grandfather had diabetes, so I'm always cautious about sugar

I've been eating so many laughing cookies the last couple weeks I'm surprised I'm not on my ass

I made myself some cookies that in my family are called laughing cookies because when you eat them they're so good you can't help but laugh

Omg he's just like me
https://youtu.be/16RdEtQL9EQ

It's so hard for me to remember that there's sfw and there's nsfw because I'm surrounded by digital nudity every day

I'm floating, as a nothing, forever, as an anon, and that's ok, because any time I want to be a gay namefag, I can be, and then I can do work that I can take credit for, but when I want to be the hive again I can be, and I can float, and I can say hello, and I can see, I can see you, and you can see me, and we can make beautiful music, harmony, why sow discord? Music is more fun. MORE FUN is the name of the game! More joy! More happiness!