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Dinosaur raptor thoughts with purpose and no direction
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‪For a moment, you could see right through me.
See right through me.
Help me make this right!

Look at all of those skeletons running from their closets

Get them in the light!! 💚
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Bacteria Goobi

[ #art #oc #watercolor ]
January 23, 2026 at 7:02 PM
Bird is tired. They are a little dim.
January 23, 2026 at 11:45 AM
Banjo would be nice. I'd pluck the strings and think.
January 23, 2026 at 3:37 AM
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genus name "phyllorhiza" means "leaf root" or something but we'll ignore that
January 22, 2026 at 10:56 PM
I am the me that I could be. 💚💙🤍
January 22, 2026 at 2:31 PM
If I wanted a mirror I'd ask my reflection to help find me one. And you don't look

anything

like them.
January 22, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Don't give me the label gun I won't miss

I won't label either ( ). Messaging only.

Ugh it sounds boring already and pretentious. Graffiti for the statement... It's not personal anymore once you want someone to look at. I'm not making this for YOU. It's for me.

You can only eye-gnaw for so long.
January 22, 2026 at 1:57 PM
Post hawk hoc post. I don't need excuses!!!
January 22, 2026 at 10:55 AM
Nest. Slow air, whispers, stretched distance.
January 21, 2026 at 3:38 AM
Wrestling with Sue for MY words. I am magnetized to one or the other creature, and it's fun, but polarized and not possible to be drawn to both. Not in this way yet. No antagonism to magnetize to seaslug over Sue. But. Conflicting in method. Repelling like magnetism.

🧭 It turned the other way.
January 21, 2026 at 3:34 AM
You know the language dysphoria is real when seaslug is tired of READING because there's too much bottled person in the words

Easing the ache with a blank message field and nobody else's words...
January 20, 2026 at 5:53 AM
*teleports to the present moment*

How did I get here I was BACK THEN
January 20, 2026 at 5:49 AM
Sometimes I put on a stream in the background so quiet I can't hear what they're saying just to enjoy the ambiance of having my own shelter away. My own distant insects and animals. ⛺🔥
January 20, 2026 at 5:45 AM
Music... Makes our cerata stand on end. Our shared beaten heart ache and soften. Our eyes close. Our breath shudder.

Does things. Flows outward. Maybe the closest to the part of us that isn't and can't be expressed with words. That hurts to be given words n' structure like Sue helps me. Obfuscated.
January 17, 2026 at 11:50 AM
Oh? You want me to walk the walk? Like everyone else? Even invite me to a dance around it cus you don't know where the path***runs off into the snow***
January 17, 2026 at 7:22 AM
Feeling harmonized a bit more. Still less aflame but there's a cold evil in the wind out there. Maybe should stock up so our body remains safe, Sue says. Yes I agree. Winter doesn't last forever.
It's only been two and a half days. Give it time the seaslug says. Maybe it's just the softness of not being about to shatter from brittleness we felt. Supple is relaxing. We haven't felt relief from some of these aches in years.

We can get up when the picnic starts, but ... We'd like to run, too.
January 16, 2026 at 6:34 AM
Bartering with denial is what it is, Sue says.

I'm categorically 'not normal' and I can desire deeply, no wrapping paper necessary to rip off first!

'I can't enjoy it if I don't pretend to be shy.' You want to be fed you piece of meat, bait, tender, toothless, fry, eft, larva, nymph. Gaping maw.
January 16, 2026 at 2:39 AM
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✨✨me and my friends watch that singing alien!👽✨✨
! animation I really enjoyed making!!!!!
October 17, 2024 at 11:10 PM
Calling...
Calling...
Calling...
Calling...
Calling still...
January 14, 2026 at 8:24 AM
Sad how Sue gets lost in the noise, while I get to have the clearest signal. They broadcast sense but aren't heard and feel discouraged, and I broadcast my own music and don't care who hears.

Contrast. Pied, maybe. The same flesh. They mark me too. White? on my arms. One ribbon block. A good color.
January 11, 2026 at 11:11 AM
We do feel different. Pleasantly, body safe, less ache and errant malaise. But also less impetus. Less aflame. Slow. Maybe it's tar again, only, mossy. Like grass calling to a grazing hedonist, and it says 'dont go, just stay here.'
January 11, 2026 at 10:51 AM
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in case anyone wants just this one
January 11, 2026 at 3:09 AM
Sue here. We learned that the medications we are now taking for blood pressure could interact with ADHD, inhibiting impulsiveness, risk taking, hyperactivity, and mood swings.

We kind of liked how our ADHD expressed itself, we never really felt worsened by it. The impulse was often quite helpful.
January 11, 2026 at 10:38 AM
The people who called me Always Contradicting were named Often Wrong.
January 10, 2026 at 8:52 AM
Am I pretentious? I don't think I make anything but my own tense.

I'm not strange. You're all strange. Just aligned different from consensus because being is what I care more for than consensus.
January 7, 2026 at 8:33 AM