I’m trans. Existing is quite the gamble, lately, and the odds don’t seem to be in favor of me and my people.

Actually, that’s my opinion too. Would that I could, I’d reshoot it with the old phone.

He’s no gunman, alleged or not! He’s just got two guns for arms and a smile that can’t be beat!

Oh, how lovely, the Feds want v-coding to become policy.

Damn, could even play some Bohemian Rhapsody on that!

Tactics was fun.

The CEO wasn’t killed, his body just did that.

Maybe you might want to think about the volumetric shit compressor? Worked well for Harry du Bois.

Yo, check out Swimming Tapes. I think that’s the vibe.

Classified information!

Also don’t forget the slight but all-pervasive stress that society-at-large puts on us!

This is fantastic! Good composition, the blue of the blue light sticks out against the dramatic sky. Well done!

I have the book, will get it soon. It’s called “Discovering Scarfolk” by Richard Littler.

But also yeah, I can’t have self-pleasure. Doesn’t work. Grosses me out besides. People act like sexual pleasure is the most important thing ever. I’m doing just fine without it. I’m not a problem to be fixed.

You already know what the answer is.

And besides, I’m intersex. Loads of people take for granted that their genitals formed well-enough.

I’m not invested in sex or discussions about it. It actually skeeves me out.

Forty years old, still a virgin. Sex-repulsed. Doesn’t cause a problem in my life. Immune to most advertising. Watching people make the same stupid mistakes about birth control time and time again, and never understanding why. My line ends with me and that’s fine.

Edit: why did people downvote my answer, and not the question asked of me? Does that mean I shouldn’t have answered, or that I should have answered in a sex-positive way, or do they straight-up think ace people aren’t real?

I have never been horny before in my life, on account of being asexual, but the thought of this ballroom collapsing under shitty building practices while housing the top thousand richest bastards in society, is certainly making me feel something hormonal.

Yes! Disregard the code! Don’t even think about the building code!

And don’t worry, the ballroom certainly won’t fall down with you inside it, piggy!

Have you tried whacking their hands with hammers? It won’t help the literacy thing, but it’ll make you feel good for a bit.