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[Naturegirl1999]

Oh I knew about that thing, didn’t realize it was a game


Also, the couch begins to grow a young plant

[Eric Blank]

I know you're into nature and shit but you should really consider cleaning that couch

[martinuzz]

Couch potato

[MaxTheFox]

scampers out from under the couch and jumps out of the open window into a conveniently-placed pile of snow

[Loud Whispers]

There are many things you can do with bald head. Larp as Caesar. Paint blue arrow landing strip for Avatar. Polish to weaponised shine like Archimedes' mirror

[Egan_BW]

could this be dog?

[MaxTheFox]

You dumbass fox, you have fallen right into a trap.

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[Loud Whispers]

could this be dog?

What's up duck? Looks like a fine dog

[Egan_BW]

why is it always dog?

[Frumple]

now you're just inviting hole interjections

please no

[Egan_BW]

you don't have the right.
all the more dog ahead.

[McTraveller]

I feel ... something... because I know what those mean.

[Rolan7]

Throughout my 15 years of adulthood people have kept thinking they were in love with me, and then reconsidering.

What do they see in me?
I would describe myself as a flake who hides from intimacy, outside of very few exceptions.

This is why normalization of queerness is so important.  Queer culture has provided all the words for the feelings I'm struggling with.  I can call on other people's experiences.

Perhaps I am demisexual and somewhat asexual.  It sure was nice to be one part of a polycule.
Metamour is a beautiful term.
Point is: I got another love confession, and it's someone who has very much impressed me.  They're even coming to town soon, and my response was "I felt really happy when you told me, and I would love for you to meet my mom".

Edit: That's not literal.  What I actually said was: "I'm really bad with that sort of thing too, but when I was talking to my mom a few days ago, I was excited to suggest that she might meet you when you're in town"

[MrRoboto75]

The new-ish girl at work is some flavor of queer.  It's a bit at the point where I'm a bit afraid to ask specifically.  I don't seem to have any "radar" for this sort of thing, all LGBT types basically just look like people to me.

I like her a bit but I have some doubts she's into guys at all.  Wouldn't be all surprising, several lesbians in the past were randomly really friendly, straight women generally don't give me the time of day.

I honestly wonder if it actually occurs to people that they could have a relationship with me.  Like if you found a doughnut on the ground you wouldn't think of it as food.

[Rolan7]

Then this text message arrives from my dad:

We are all hostages to what we love.  The only way to truly be free is to love nothing.  How meaningless would that be?

Chill as ever, I responded:

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.  I embrace life, and am a shield.

Docked points for consistency, and yet, I stand by it.  Ideally, I want to be protecting people.
Also this second week on hormones (second dose yesterday) is fantastic.  My brain is constantly berating me for not taking them sooner.

Better late than never, and apparently I'm weirdly lovely anyway.  I'm the same person just happier.  Unlocked!

Edit: He was drunkenly trying to confirm some plans.  We worked it out, in detail.
I am a shield-wall for my battle-friends.