Anna “Nesey” Gallons
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Anna “Nesey” Gallons
@neseygallons.bsky.social
Trans writer/musician/mother/mouse
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Families and civilizations without healthy and functional forms of meaningful accountability devolve into patriarchy, monarchy, systems where power is wielded disproportionately and systems meant to protect codes of human morality (law) are weaponized against those ostensibly meant for protection
November 30, 2025 at 3:06 PM
Nonetheless I remain a sucker for when the delusion was still real to me, though at this point it’s mostly for the dream it represented which is one I still work toward. Utopian weirdo realm where everyone loves and takes care of each other like the big loving family you never had? Yes please!
November 30, 2025 at 3:00 PM
Alas, it very much was and is not.
November 30, 2025 at 2:55 PM
Either that or this track was some top notch.. prepwork.. designed to persuade generations of young vulnerable types that Athens was basically Sesame Street?
November 30, 2025 at 2:54 PM
I would enjoy an elaboration on this from you sometime. I’ve got to go with overdrawn at the memory bank (ya know, aka THE MATRIX) or the day the earth froze 🩵
November 22, 2025 at 7:44 AM
Still, it’s neat that you bothered. My lazy bum just uses music box samples on a keybaord these days
November 22, 2025 at 5:31 AM
The original Hans Christian Andersen paper cutting
November 22, 2025 at 12:49 AM
Well, but the strange thing is that not long after I gave in to my first mustard pretzel cravings my 4 year old tried them and loves them despite being an incredibly fussy eater. So maybe this is evidence that estrogen enhances psychic bonds? At least with one’s children?
November 19, 2025 at 10:08 AM
Maybe. Everyone responds a bit differently and I didn’t experience weird food cravings until I switched to injections and started a pretty high dose
November 18, 2025 at 10:15 PM
Or is this another side effect like mustard pretzels? I need to get my levels checked, this has gone too far
November 14, 2025 at 7:24 PM
Ngl I kinda wish someone had warned me, when they gave the run down on all the possible side effects of HRT, that suddenly liking mustard pretzels was possible. Might’ve been a dealbreaker
November 14, 2025 at 5:45 PM
I feel like these are the kind of aliens that will roll up listening to, like, Primus or 90s Tom Waits or something. Not the worst sort, but not quite the aliens I want to leave earth forever with or anything
October 29, 2025 at 1:47 AM
A jazzmaster with a drum stick
October 22, 2025 at 12:24 AM
This can’t be real
October 22, 2025 at 12:24 AM