consider your hands; remember that they are yours
lee, they/them, 22, nb butch lesbian and #1 grandpa.
consider your hands; remember that they are yours
since I’ve gotten a bunch of new followers over the past couple days I figure I should make another post about this:
thru the haze is a free/PWYW cyberpunk epistolary game about the isolation and lack of control of a deeply inhumane system, and hanging on to one human connection amidst it all
you can get it on its own or for right now as part of the PWYW bundle. it’d mean a lot if you’d check it out and maybe toss me a couple bucks if you like it!
Is that a fish in your pocket or is uyor penis wrigglinh and writhing frantically in the hopesof returning to the sea
Honestly really embarrassing for you guys. You need to sort this stuff out with each other
sugarsprinkles
you are part of the problem.
sleepnoisesreuniting key with map like long lost lovers meeting eyes across a crowded room (link 2 wikipedia page for screenreaders)
ALT
Some gals test the raft they built on Box Lake near Nakusp.
British Columbia, Canada
1972
4th century CE Roman amber pins, found in 2020 at the feet of an individual who was buried in a large sarcophagus at a necropolis in the French city of Autun.
The story of a marble worker Evrard Flignot from Brussels who devastated by the death of his wife built a pretty mausoleum for her in Cimetière de Laeken.
At first look inside, there is a mourner reaching out to an empty wall. But, once a year, on the day of the summer solstice, the Sun draws a light that recalls this love for almost a century.
