

Oh, wow, that’s such a neat concept! Kinda wish I had this type of stuff when I was younger, would’ve been so freaking cool!
Just a weirdly mystical asshole looking for meaning in the meaningless, silence in the jumble of voices, sight in darkness, finding the rhythm in chaos.
Oh, wow, that’s such a neat concept! Kinda wish I had this type of stuff when I was younger, would’ve been so freaking cool!
Ouch. I twisted in bed last year and somehow made it so I was stuck in bed for three days. Fuck, it hurt so bad!
Oh, good Lord. Some people are just too damn jittery.
This connect deserves a ⭐, just because 😊
I’m ChristoPagan, does that count?
There’s also a chance I’ll add a community on Matrix or similar if people are interested. Honestly, I just wanted to contribute something, and try to do something better than what Reddit had to offer. (Which was a whole load in and of itself)
Oh, thank you, I fixed it!
Well that’s horrifying…
They were supposed to open up the little hamster to watch his tiny heart beat inside its cracked ribcage.
Uh, I’m sorry, what?
You, Sir/Madam, should be awarded a Grammy for this stunning story.
Such an oddly specific situation… Welp, I’m entertained either way!
Could be worse, I’m intersex. I’d be totally alone, except for, like, maybe other intersex people?
Mine apparently does. I can apparently will myself to wake up at a given time, or at least relatively close.
This legit made me laugh out loud, thanks!
This is a fun thing I found, wish they had an android app or something.
Does anybody know if LineageOS has an equivalent feature?
A friend of mine believes similar except it’s that everything in Linux doesn’t actually work and you have to fix it constantly. It’s rather frustrating to deal with.
Recently created by me as a sort of occult space with room to grow.
Given my mystic/esoteric follies, and my general flare for the dramatic, I tend to blend my mind’s eye form with what I try to appear as in astral: Usually some variant of myself, usually differently shaped, preferably with wings or horns, or both.
I don’t care for my looks from the neck down, despite my husband’s constant insistence that I’m beauty incarnate.
I consider myself the ruling entity of my Mind Palace, with the occasional spirit or other entity sometimes taking precedence. I’ve never thought of myself as important, most likely due to my being raised Evangelical, but I’m finding more and more people think of me that way, much to my utter discomfort and confusion.
Ouch. I had a sciatica flare up when I got up to use the bathroom one night, ended up falling backwards and putting a hole in the wall…