I came here tonight to make a rambly thread about gender that probably would have gotten me in trouble for trolling, instead I'm being asked for opinions and reading old Enneagram threads. I'm okay with this.
ahhh!!! (how do you type out the "chills of disgust"?) I gots to get outta here, I'm feeling claustrophobic. I need to travel, I need to fly. I need something new. I need adventure. Ultimately, I need to be free. (somewhere in that mix of emoji is how I feel)
Oh! should've posted this in the "How do you feel?" thread. Oh well, too late.
"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams".
It's become more difficult these days to come up with poetic lines, mostly because my heart is still very much broken... but I did manage to write something this time: Freestyle Poetic Lines: Unseen Scars
Only she who attempts the absurd can achieve the impossible... and then some.
I hate when professors take attendance the first day by reading names off the roster. Like, I'm over here trying to look as Ambiguous As Possible and you just outed me to everyone. >.>
When I taught, I made each student introduce him or herself to the class.
I've been called a criminal, a terrorist, and a threat to the known universe. But everything you were told is a lie. The truth is, they've taken our freedom, our home, and our future. The time has come for all humanity to take a stand...