mei 🌒& @ckie@pixie.town
- pronouns
- she, /[mM]ew?i/
- body is
- 19
- 🏳️⚧️ I love you because
- you are love. ✨
- awoo?
- mrewwwwwwww
mei is me&i, is me and I,
is plural, cat, 
, distinct and intertwined
photographs
programs
plays sets
poet
musician
image-editor
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I gave my map away, but it's time to push and pull, change and ~~kill your past~~. Oh... To know the catharsis of loving again reminds us of how much we bled. This heart wasn't made for loving anyone, but now I know where I am. I make my own path.
Joined Apr 2022
@elsie @flamingspork woah so there are exactly 13 connected to mine too (tho one of them is just a microusb with nothing plugged in). but i beat you in electrical sockets by 2
@wxcafe @ireneista there is typst which is a nicely modernized latex in a simplified shape akin to wayland v. x11
to my fellow mourners
i cried earlier, till my whole face was tears. but it's okay to be happy after, too.
make room for it all go through you, if you can. you're only dwelling if you've already run the course of your feelings.
mourning
polygon seemed so sweet from our brief meeting, shy but present, so soft and loving.
in the absence of any photos from when we met, it truly will live in our mind.
rest in power, brave one. 💜
@tthbaltazar@chaos.social I think last time I read this I was just trying to read fem, but now, there's this whole _depth_ of me. It felt so nice and squishy-warm every time I did a /me/-thing as I was going through takes of this. The gender is still there too, but it's taken the backstage, only showing _through_ me.
- pronouns
- she, /[mM]ew?i/
- body is
- 19
- 🏳️⚧️ I love you because
- you are love. ✨
- awoo?
- mrewwwwwwww
mei is me&i, is me and I,
is plural, cat, , distinct and intertwined
photographs
programs
plays sets
poet
musician
image-editor
[WARNING: warranty expired 2004-01-10T14:30:00Z. contact [EXPUNGED] to extend.]
I gave my map away, but it's time to push and pull, change and ~~kill your past~~. Oh... To know the catharsis of loving again reminds us of how much we bled. This heart wasn't made for loving anyone, but now I know where I am. I make my own path.
Joined Apr 2022
