You can instantly tell whenever I’m posting from work, because the content is always anti-establishment screeds, cynical, depressing observations, or self-loathing.

With the current socioeconomic system determining human worth as utility towards the capitalist hegemony, it’s no wonder we’re all calling ourselves garbage and slime.

"Don’t be afraid to make mistakes!"

*makes mistake*
*gets fired*
*can’t find new job*
*goes broke*
*can’t make rent*
*pushed out of housing*
*hungry, filthy, no shelter*

"How did you get into this mess, what were you thinking?"

My sexual dreams never had the tendency to shift into unpleasantness before now, and I’m not sure if it’s just because I don’t have complete control of my living space, so I’m unconsciously paranoid about who accesses it, or if my estimation of my own sensual prospects is so bleak that my own mind is preventing me from indulging.

The other half of the goth kids partyzone, Plague Knight. While Specter Knight is the creepy one who broods and menaces, Plague Knight is that giggly kid who was a little too fascinated with the Bunsen burners in chem class, and had a dozen or so far more dangerous/illegal projects going on in his shed at home.

The other half of the goth kids partyzone, Plague Knight. While Specter Knight is the creepy one who broods and menaces, Plague Knight is that giggly kid who was a little too fascinated with the Bunsen burners in chem class, and had a dozen or so far more dangerous/illegal projects going on in his shed at home.

Anonymous asked
If you had to choose would you date a robot that had trouble connecting with you emotionally but had the greatest penis devised by science or a robot that was supernaturally cuddly and generally nice to be around?

I think I could pass up Science’s Greatest Dick for a robot with a really good personality. I mean, that’s my problem now as it IS. My Bad Dragon toy is pretty spectacular, but even a round with it is starting to feel pretty hollow in the aftermath.

Swans on the Common. They’re nesting and guarding a clutch, but those eggs won’t hatch… because both of them are female.

Our swans have a Boston Marriage.