cyberd0ll

biggest tip i can give is to look into edge highlighting and similar! I think the color choices are excellent, they just need to stand out more and be cleaner and clearer to sell the depth✨
I think a bit of shading could go a very long way!

Anyone else remember when Israel blew up the Evin Prison in August, killing over 100 transgender prisoners in the largest single-day slaughter of trans people in human history

girl who ruins everything ruins everything

i can not do a single thing right

did you think critically and internalize why those rape jokes were bad or did you just add a new rule to the list of ways you talk and call yourself a good person for following all of the rules

“we all agreed rape jokes are bad” was about lazy men using rape as a shocking punchline to dehumanize women in like tweets and standup routines

don’t use that same maxim to run around demanding survivors of abuse discuss what happened to them only in somber, sad reverence.

when there's nothing left to burn, you'll have to set yourself on fire.

'live through this and you won't look back.'
'this scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin.'
'you were what i wanted, i gave what i gave.'
'im not sorry i met you, I'm not sorry it's over, I'm not sorry there's nothing to save.'

>finally set up at work
>deadname that nobody here knows is plastered all over everything
>both women in its cubicle move across the office
now alone in a 3 person cubicle with the worst setup of the 3. (not allowed to switch either)
>get "technicalitied" by HR
stellar 4th week.

boss just called me from the middle of his 6 hour drive *for* work to tell me that HR is trying to start shit about my wearing shorts *over* leggings. even though leggings are not against dress code and also who fucking cares. this shit sucks.

and you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder.
and you're listening to that song, on that drive, with the people you love most in the world.
and in this moment, i swear.
we are infinite."

"i know these will all be stories someday.
and our pictures will become old photographs...
but right now, these moments are not stories...
I can see it. the one moment when you know you're not a sad story, you are alive.

the endless annihilation of moons and stars and planets and
the universe doesn't give a shit about you.
your friends, your family, they do.
I'm.
tired

I can’t believe we, as a culture, just fell for annihilationist atheism whose only code of morals was debates and extremely intellectually weak pop astrophysics evpsych fed to us by sex pests. We may never escape the shadow they carved on the internet.

uh... s-sorry..

I'm. incredibly normal, actually

The anxious tyrant would like to check in and make sure you actually enjoyed her cruelly and callously enforcing her desires on you without any respect or recognition

is it imposter syndrome or is it chronic depression or is it imposter syndrome or is it seasonal depression or is it the general state of the country and world or is it imposter syndrome or is it being nearly completely isolated in most aspects of life or is it imp

As of tonight, licenses of trans people across Kansas are being invalidated en masse, enabling the overnight criminalization of an entire group of people for going about our lives. It’s often said you never know when you’re living through history, so let me assure you: that’s what’s happening now.

the doll is truly impressive. brilliant. it can build
and shape
and make
and save
and care
and truly do almost anything.
it is versatile in its compatibility and adaptability. the only thing it can never do is be l

the doll sighed softly, rolling its eyes as it transferred back to another dingy, worn personality matrix, feeling any personal advocation disappear back beneath the surface. its neck snapped back upright, terminating its previous calculations and programs. with a borrowed face, it could resume suf-

“You still gave me the look. I hate the look.” “The look?” “The one that says, ‘I’m looking for the man you used to be.’ Don’t worry. Everyone does it. People think, ‘Is that a male jawline? Would she have that nose if she were born a girl? That brow, that hairline…’” She shrugs. Continues staring almost unblinking at the road ahead, as if it might escape. “People start looking at you like they’re working their way down a checklist. Especially cis women. The same internalised misogyny that makes them think they’re never quite pretty enough starts working on us, looking for the ‘flaws’—” Gemma articulates an especially aggressive air-quote with the hand on the steering wheel, “—either because they feel inferior that a man can look better than them, or they feel superior that the poor, pathetic little tranny looks worse. We’re your funhouse mirrors: weird and fun and just a little scary to look at.” “Did I look at you like that?” “Maybe. Some of it. I don’t know. But everyone changes how they look at you when they find out. You get recontextualised. You become a little less real.”

Been reminded recently of this bit I wrote in Glow, Worm

🫂🫂

hi princess~

a cartoon of winnie the pooh wearing a purple hat Alt: scared

Pummel?!

bsky.app/profile/swim... i see this post aged like milk, swimmy

Sticker spotted in Los Angeles