Mossy Feathers (She/Her) @ MossyFeathers @pawb.social

Secretly an opossum.

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gasp that's a wonderful idea! I should try that.

Basically everything. I'd be completely devastated. Unlike many of the people who've replied, the things I care about the most can't be saved from a fire. My plushies, my records, my shirts, my collars, that'll all burn or will be so smoke or water damaged that they'll need to be replaced. And some of them can't be replaced. I have a lot of limited edition stuff that you literally can't replace without considerable effort.

Even if they could be replaced, that's ignoring the emotional attachment that I have with my plushies (as well as one of my collars).

Hey, your comment is deleted, though from the replies it suggests you were trying to "transvestigate" a transphobe. I would like to help explain why that's a bad idea. That can still cause collateral to actual trans people because it can make us very self-conscious and focus on our own perceived flaws, even if they're things that no one except us would notice. That's why it's a bad idea to try and use it against transphobes; you risk causing dysphoria in trans people simply by listing off the "signs" of a person being trans.

Unfortunately I'm Texan, lmao. That'd only make it worse.

Sadly a lot of the people who will get fucked the hardest, like myself, are also the kinda people who agree with the frustrations of allied and partnered nations, yet will get judged based on the behavior of magats instead of the fact that we don't want any of the shit the US is doing but can't change anything.

That's actually kinda fascinating. I wonder if Nintendo is gonna try to compete with the Steam Deck and give the Switch 2 actual PC functionality. Of course, "PC mode" would almost certainly be locked down in traditional Nintendo style so it wouldn't actually be able to compete, but it'd be interesting to see them try.

I watched someone beat an opossum to death with a shovel as a child. They told me that's just what you did with opossums and couldn't understand why I was crying. It was just minding its own business and they decided they had to kill it for some reason. The sound and image is seared into my head and I'll never get it out. I dunno if they ever got what was coming to them, but I hope they did.

I had a group of """friends""" for slightly over a decade who were very abusive towards me. I was too lonely and desperate to walk away, and they knew that, so I endured the emotional abuse until they finally decided they were bored with me. I probably won't ever fully heal from that. Last I heard the group had broken apart, but afaik that was all that happened.

At least I have better people in my life now, but the events of the latter mean I'm always on edge and just waiting for the other shoe to drop. I'm waiting for someone to pull the rug out from under me and show me they were just getting me attached so they could abuse me too.

Damn, what a fucking bigot.

Got any advice for developing one?

If you don't have the nerve to hold a stock for 30 years through ups, downs, crashes and rebuilds, there's a thing called a high yield savings account that may better fit your current stage of life better and risk tolerance.

While this is usually true, I personally am discovering that I may need to liquidate all my stocks to pay for an escape plan. If the stock market crashes, that will change what I can do to escape.

As an American stuck in a red state, I support this. However I'm also concerned this could have the unintended side effect of trump forcefully taking over blue states and moving industry there. Or else destroying industry in blue states to force countries to buy from red states.

younger brother

Boyfriend

Some really misandrist shit

What. Is he okay? Like, what the fuck? Is he sure he isn't actually a transbian, lmao? Not all guys are like that, most people want stability and get anxious if you tug on your leash like that. Furthermore, you're gonna eventually wear out your man if you're not careful.

...I kinda totally get the thrill of being someone's prey tho. There may or may not be VRChat groups for that kinda thing.

I'm so torn.

On the one hand, let people play games on shitty setups without shaming them.

On the other hand, what a fucking loser, lmao.

He might just be a super curious kid. When I was a kid I loved going into other people's houses because I was curious and liked exploring.

...which is probably part of the reason people never invited me over.

God I wish. I have boy genes though and slightly above average height (even for guys).

Bleh.

Wish there was an en-smallening procedure. It's harder to feel intimidated by a guy (which can be a bad thing or a good thing, depending on the atmosphere) when you're taller than he is.

7~8 days while camping (boy scout winter camp).

1~2 during a bad power outage.

Second twist: the dog is a happily collared and pampered trans puppy girl so it's fully consensual.

The twist: she's not breastfeeding the dog, the dog is breastfeeding her.

I don't really want to be in an enclosed space like that with a stranger, especially a man. Men can be psychos and it's not worth the risk.

Yes, women can be psychos too, but A) women are less likely to feel entitled to another woman's body, and B) the playing field is more level in terms of strength.

I'm 30. Just recently started living. The past few months have been a blur of excitement, happiness, sadness, jealousy, anger, frustration, fear, and basically every other emotion imaginable. I have been in shock multiple times; and I have experienced overwhelming euphoria too. Things are turning around, and it's slow, painful and scary as fuck, but they're turning around.

My friends aren't abusive.

My friends actually love and care about me.

I feel like I have a functional family (even if I still have to live with my bio family)

I feel like I have a home (even if I'm still stuck in my parents house)

I've also become aware of how lonely I am. How broken I am. How my parents did a great job of cratering any chance I had of being a functioning, successful person. How my parents terrible advice regarding dating and socializing meant I missed out on some of the best years of my life.

Yet, the thing that's been the most encouraging is that I haven't been told to leave all my baggage at the door. No, they (my friends) let me bring my baggage with me and start unpacking in front of them. I have never felt so supported and cared about, and while I wish they could do more, I wouldn't trade them for anyone. They're slowly teaching me how to be a person and it makes me so happy. I love them very much <3