Today's Seal Is: Peeking So Nicely

Sometimes, I like to think that people are the product of their time alive. A conglomeration of experiences. It hurts me to think that way because then I would be nothing more than a photo album full of fear and abuse. Other times I think that maybe there is something innate to a person. Some part of them that can't be taken away. It hurts just as much to think like that. To think that maybe there's some part of me that's locked away, or torn to unrecognizable shreds. Most of the time I think it's both. It hurts, but I live with it.

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Me having elderflower tea with a bit of honey

One of my ancestors from the 1600s: that's my favorite :D

Autism mood: I understand logically that what you just said was metaphor/hyperbole/sarcam/otherwise unserious, but my gut reaction is still to respond to it as if it was serious.

Transphobes b like :"You can't just expect me to change how I talk just for your comfort!" And then expect me, autistic, to change how I talk for their comfort all the time every day.

One of the things I like to do because I'm an absolute heathen with no regard for the rules of society is getting into fandoms without literally ever consuming the source material. It's loads of fun and pisses a lot of people off without even doing anything.

Gladiatorial Match circa 347 AD (Colorized)

GUESS WHO'S PARENTS ARE OFFICIALLY 100 PERCENT DIVORCED