as a reminder to all incoming (and longstanding) folks on the fediverse, i have zero fucks for white nonsense. i will not prioritize white comfort. if this makes you uncomfortable, you probably do not want to engage with me. if this makes you breathe a sigh of relief, come inside and stay as long as you want.
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call me rabbit or vincent!
mid 30s
he/him or they/them
en_us + 中文
han chinese
northern appalachian urbanite
weirder.earth mod
into: bikes, rocks, plants, food
ask me about: prison pen pals, scavenging, fixing
i endeavor to spend as much time upside-down and/or outside as possible
you may refer to me with both masculine and ungendered terms
please CW your caterpillar photos for me
i'll probably reject your follow req if we haven't had much interaction
friendly DMs welcome
annoyed at boundary crossing
here's a free fucking tip, if you are annoyed or hurt or confused at someone maintaining a boundary, that's okay and normal and you can process those feelings with someone else instead of badgering the person doing the work of boundary maintenance.
annoyed at white nonsense
ah, getting worked up at the phenomenon of white people doing that thing where they apologize on behalf of other white people when i am wishing for the tiniest amount of solidarity, but they are too inculcated in the act of closing ranks with their own and showing solidarity for white people instead.
(this is not a subtoot, i just experienced this with an off-fedo encounter. but if you feel guilty about it, i don't want to fucking hear it, go talk to your cat or your white friends about your feelings.)
"pretty much just nut calculus"
i love when she uses my legs to get from the table to the arm of the couch to save herself the energy from hopping over the gap. that's the kind of self energy preservation i would like to learn from.
how much am i tempting disaster by not really cat proofing my room before going to sleep with at least one, sometimes two, occasionally three cats wandering around in here without me being awake to guard my objects
i scooted one of them so i could get under the sheet and he trampled the other cat and there was hissing, now one of them is sitting in the window, lit from behind by an almost full moon and the other one is attempting to leave the room.
the third cat of the house came in to sniff around; bed cats looked at her until she left.
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en_us + 中文
a queer forest lad
a strange sort of drifter full of ideas and stories
unrepentant sincereposting
weirder mod