don’t sweat it boss

kasey’s last words to me were “drive dangerously i hate you”

sex pests loooove to say shit like this

rare thighjob.org miss

it’s so cool being mini agents of hitler

i’m not kidding, i’m on a fucking webex with bank of america blawg like i need to be summarily executed

god i hate reporting

my job is an elaborate shell game until my partner decides to stop playing

also i’m a cop and deserve the guillotine

i’m gonna cry in your embrace tonight if that’s alright

missing you wouldn’t hurt so bad if the alternative environment wasn’t so dreadful

this is about annie and about work

i won’t do this all the time, at least in part for the reason below, but sometimes it’s better to be discrete

i keep chaining connections

it never gets old

i have so much boy willow,, in one of these diaries i do a pussy review

i was so right for this

lmfao nfw

protokase ghosted me constantly you don’t even know

(she didn’t respond to this one either)

love me, love hurts those beams of light like sunburst

annie is gonna kill me when she wakes up

i really ought to

i got nerdsniped into tracking down an SEP article, can you blame me?

i'll simply point out that needs claims are always elliptical ('A needs X' is actually 'A needs X for Y') and in the context of this post, i was denying at least two kinds of claims for a particular someone with whom i have a dear relationship:

1) my 'Y' is not relevant for you circumstances 2) we may refer to 'X' by the same name, but, as with all good virtues, this concept is not invariant nor antecedently specifiable with necessary and sufficient conditions for all people in all times

i'm glad the concept is orienting for you! and i'm glad you are continuing to grow! perhaps we don't disagree as much as you thought :)

ancient kasey lore leak

where’s the fun if i figure out the answer for you?

you don’t need to be brave

my foolhardy battles are not your own. virtues are contextually relative. my meekness is your bravery.

only once a month huh? my dealer must have given me the good shit

estrogen solved this for me by nuking my already low sex drive

tmi but i’ve finished more from other people than from myself since october, can’t remember the last time i watched porn

soap would be so proud

one of my most stubborn bsky opinions is that i must remain comfortable posting on main. i waver sometimes but i want to be as vulnerable and open as i can be, for anyone interested enough to care.

as i’ve accumulated more relationships, i’ve had to become more mindful of what i share. i’ve had to find ways of being transparent while respecting their desires for privacy. i’ve enjoyed developing this new type of discretionary judgement, although i don’t always get it right.

the bluntness of old diary-posting probably isn’t really possible any longer; proper nouns are replaced with pronouns, untagged self-harm pics are replaced with implication, verbose contextualization is replaced with reliance on pre-existing familiarization that fits within 3-skeet threads.

that’s not all bad, it’s fun in lots of ways to get accustomed to a new mode of communication and to explore its bounds. constraints are interesting. i think it’d be fun to go back to the old style for a week, though it’s unclear if i’m capable given the kind of values and habits i’ve internalized.

it’s also unclear if it’s something i need any longer. the function bsky posting has served in my life has fluctuated a lot since i first joined, and to some extent the current state of things is the appropriate adaption to my circumstances. no matter what, i don’t want to allow myself to hide tho.

how does it feel to be so deliberate and intentional, only to be met with clumsy thoughtlessness?

former 🙋‍♀️

i'll make you all radical realists yet